I have an awesome boyfriend. You don't have a boyfriend as awesome as mine, seriously.
Through a friend, he's acquired a pass to an advance screening of
Sweeney Todd, and we're going to see it Thursday night. He's not terribly interested in this film, but I am, and here's why:
Alan Rickman, talking about catamites. And gandering. Oh, how
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Sorry, I'm just bitter at the fact that he gets to be all kinds of happy and awesome while I pick up the pieces of the girl he tossed aside like last weeks garbage, trying to convince her that she shouldn't give up being kind ad caring and honest, that good things happen to people like her and not only to the dishonest arses out there who walk all over people for their own gain. It struck a nerve, is all. Nothing personal against you at all. It's Mr. Awesome I take issue with and I just thought that you had a right to know that he had still been involved with someone else (so far as she was concerned seeing as he decided not to say anything to her). It's not my intention that this should change anything and I don't think that it will. I'm honest, and I call them like I see them. People who take pride in that rather than taking pride in their dishonesty and finding happiness through hurt and lies...well, we're a dying breed, sad to say. Don't worry, I'm not going to keep coming back and try to accomplish anything, I just gathered that you were really confused and, perhaps foolishly, thought I'd shed some light on what I was alluding to. Sorry to disturb *bows*
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Which is why they haven't said a word to me, naturally. I'm pretty sure I know who this is anyways.
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