FUCK
Just when I think everything's fine and dandy, he finds some way to fuck me right up.
I went to Justin's tonight to get my shit from the weekend (I spent Sat night at his house), and who was there but his EX BOYFRIEND. What did he do? HE INTRODUCED ME.
Fine, I'm okay with being friends. I'm even okay with him having other friends. I'm okay with him not wanting to hang out with me all the time. But... I mean... FUCK. How rude is that? I'm NOT okay with that. I'm fucking jealous is what I am. Jamie treated him like shit for over two years, and the guy is DISGUSTING. I was not impressed at ALL. I'm an attractive guy, and I treat Justin like GOLD, and I get NOTHING.
Needless to say, I'm pissed right off. I'm hurt, I'm bitter, I'm jealous, I'm angry, I'm sad. It doesn't help that I know the two of them still have sex either. I mean REALLY. Why don't you take that knife and move it an inch or two higher? Get me right in the heart? Give it a little twist just for good measure.
Of course, being the excellent improviser and actor that I am, I managed to bite back the bile that rose in my throat at the sight of this beast on Justin's couch and feign courtesy. Believeable courtesy too. Even to Justin. The second his door closed behind me? I was FUMING. By the time I got down the elevator? Miserable. Driving to get dinner? Sick. At dinner, surrounded by friends that I know care about me? I felt great. Better than I have in a long time. For a little while at least.
We'll see how I feel as the week continues. We'll see if I deign to answer his messages. I've done enough work, I've put enough effort in. It's time for him to give something back.
I went to Justin's tonight to get my shit from the weekend (I spent Sat night at his house), and who was there but his EX BOYFRIEND. What did he do? HE INTRODUCED ME.
Fine, I'm okay with being friends. I'm even okay with him having other friends. I'm okay with him not wanting to hang out with me all the time. But... I mean... FUCK. How rude is that? I'm NOT okay with that. I'm fucking jealous is what I am. Jamie treated him like shit for over two years, and the guy is DISGUSTING. I was not impressed at ALL. I'm an attractive guy, and I treat Justin like GOLD, and I get NOTHING.
Needless to say, I'm pissed right off. I'm hurt, I'm bitter, I'm jealous, I'm angry, I'm sad. It doesn't help that I know the two of them still have sex either. I mean REALLY. Why don't you take that knife and move it an inch or two higher? Get me right in the heart? Give it a little twist just for good measure.
Of course, being the excellent improviser and actor that I am, I managed to bite back the bile that rose in my throat at the sight of this beast on Justin's couch and feign courtesy. Believeable courtesy too. Even to Justin. The second his door closed behind me? I was FUMING. By the time I got down the elevator? Miserable. Driving to get dinner? Sick. At dinner, surrounded by friends that I know care about me? I felt great. Better than I have in a long time. For a little while at least.
We'll see how I feel as the week continues. We'll see if I deign to answer his messages. I've done enough work, I've put enough effort in. It's time for him to give something back.