imperfect perfections
HOW did I not have enough sense to be angry?
contrary to the popular belief (of both others and heretofore, myself) I do NOT want to be wrapped around your finger.
and now, from my head to yours:
(ha, and this is part of my own epiphany too) it finally dawned on me yesterday- you CHEATED on me! and I'm the one treating you like gold, while you treat me like poison
you tried to blame it on me! I did NOTHING wrong, Jon, NOTHING. you let YOUR drunken mistake get in the way, let everyone make decisions for you, and then BLAME ME?!?!? saying that it's me.. that how I treated you was what went wrong?!? How. dare. you.
and for that matter, how dare you BOTH. she knew as well as you did. this is both of your problems, and it makes sense that you were 'having such a hard time' the day after... NO KIDDING. you cheated on your girlfriend, and she cheated on her friend. and I've never been more hurt in my life. but it seems now that you both were cured of those guilty feelings pretty quickley, eh?
I can't believe I took you back,
you didn't deserve it.
and I also finally realized that this is an emotionally abusive relationship right now,
and it's making me turn the emotional into the physical.
Fuck you. I'm so past done with you that it's really not even funny. Fuck you and damn you.
THE real end.