people don't change. i believe they can, but it's not easy.
we're walking out of penn station, and some old man flower seller goes "is that your girlfriend?" i wanted to laugh. i wanted to turn to him and say "please don't go there, it's a sensitive issue." but instead there's an awkward pause then then he goes "No."
i'm disgusted with myself for letting the abuse continue. he's a user. he won't change. i deserve so much better.
this was exactly what i needed to jolt me out of WHAT IF land.
it amazes me when i hear girls tell stories of their relationships and i hear them say sentences that i've uttered myself. when did men get permission to treat women so badly? isn't it 2006?
no no i'm sorry, this isn't a man/woman thing. this is a human being thing.
note for today: RESPECT PEOPLE
i'm disgusted with myself for letting the abuse continue. he's a user. he won't change. i deserve so much better.
this was exactly what i needed to jolt me out of WHAT IF land.
it amazes me when i hear girls tell stories of their relationships and i hear them say sentences that i've uttered myself. when did men get permission to treat women so badly? isn't it 2006?
no no i'm sorry, this isn't a man/woman thing. this is a human being thing.
note for today: RESPECT PEOPLE