Some problems...
Time for me to write in my journal again, it's been a while. But rather than telling you what I did, which is nothing important, I promise... I'm going to tell you what someone else has been doing. And I'd like for you to respond to this post, every single one of you who reads this. And in your response, I'd like to hear what you have to think about this.
I met Darlene about a year and a half ago, approximately. I liked her the day I met her, and I have no problem admitting that, as it was pretty common knowledge to any of you who heard me talk about her at the time. Well I hung out with her a few times, and this particular person liked one of her friends. When things didn't go right with that, he put the moves on Darlene, and stopped telling me when they were all hanging out, so I didn't get to see her at all.
We talked online, but somehow we never made the connection as to why I never heard about when they invited me to hang out. It seems this kid, who was supposively my friend had been saying things along the lines of, "Fuck him.. he's so gay" that kind of shit, you know?
So after having "I love you Darlene" in his profile for months, and her telling him she didn't like him... she finally broke down and gave him a shot. She continued to talk to me online, but naturally I was still hardly ever invited to see any of them. The few times I did make it, on my own steam.. this one particular guy had been quite angry that I showed up. Well for one, because he's insecure... secondly.. although I'm not amazing, I clearly offer a lot more than a backstabbing, immature dick with bad skin and without the self confidence to even look at people in their eyes when he talked to them.
They were together on and off for months. Every night him and I would go walking, and he'd complain about the smallest things about her, that he brought on himself. I never told anyone, and I still haven't... because a friendship means something to me. And what it means is certainly not the opportunity to use what they tell you to make them look bad.
Darlene would talk to me on the occasion, asking why he was so impatient with her, and all the like questions that a girl puts herself through when she's being mistreated in her relationship. And eventhough I knew the answer, which was he was too immature to have a girlfriend, I would always support him, and encourage her to stay with him.. eventhough I did infact like her. And why was this? Well it was because of the saying "bros before hoes." The only thing he had ever done wrong to me, to my knowledge at the time, was move in on Darlene when he knew I liked her.
I kissed her in the movie theatre back in December before I went out with Jackie. He found out and he was angry. I met Darlene at a show a few months later, and we spent most of our time together... but he cried like a bitch and made her feel bad for being around me, and even talked some more shit.
The time finally came, where I'd have my chance with Darlene. We hooked up at one of Dave's parties... while he was there too, and I ended up asking her out. Things went great for the first week, I couldn't have asked for anything better. Then she IMs me one afternoon, Matt Geffen had been making her doubt us. And she told me to be fair to the both of us, she was going to break up with me. Which was fucking bullshit... I more or less made it a competition, which was wrong of me. I said for her to give it a week to see who treated her better, before she made her final decision.
Needless to say, the entire week Matt had talked shit about me. Trying to make her doubt me by saying all these things about how I talk about wanting to fuck girls. Well, I am a seventeen year old boy. Sex is often on my mind, and whereas on one hand, I'd never cheat on Darlene.. I can't help the human nature. He told her I didn't reall like her, all I wanted was ass... cause that's all I'm about apparently. And he told me that she was telling him she wanted to get back with him, and hook up with him, which was bullshit.
As obvious, it worked out in my favor, and God was on my side with this, and to this day I remain thankful. Small shit arose here and there, he would call her a slut, he would tell her he hated her, and that she was a piece of shit for doing that to him.
I had a few civil talks with him online, and I was sure to hear him out. And it seemed at the end of each talk he agreed to leave us alone. Things were quiet for quite some time up until the end of this past summer. He had some sort of gay encounter with her, and she was very upset. She called me crying, telling me the story and I happened to be with Rob, Eric and Dave. I called him up, and tried to find out where he was, but he knew what was best for him, and wouldn't tell me.
I had a lot of time to cool down by the time I did find him that night, and so there was no violence left in me. I approached him, and he had a lot of people there, and I had my three, which were only there by accident. I talked to him, and most people there would've told you that he looked quite intimidated. Not that he should've been, because I wouldn't have touched him, and because I'm not a tough kid. And we sort of exchanged words of reconcilliation and we all left.
Things were quiet again up until basically last week, which was the first week of school. He started flirting with her. Walking with her in the hallway, trying to get involved with her conversations. Smiling, laughing, you know the typical gay flirtation bullshit.
Then today, I hear he's telling people he likes Darlene all over again. He's saying he doesn't know Why Darlene is going out with me, that she probably only wants a boyfriend. That we shouldn't be together. Then he had the audacity to say that if he stopped doing drugs, she'd hook up with him (hello.. I'm going out with her, she's not the slut you want her to be bro). And he said he'd plan on not doing drugs in order to get with her.
Well Matt, if by any chance you read this... I never said one negative thing about you. I was a loyal friend through all the times you were an asshole to me, and fucked me over. And still here, eventhough this journal entry might make you mad... I haven't said anything negative towards you. Talking shit implies exaggerating the truth to be malicious towards people... I didn't do that. I said the exact truth. And if you read this, really man.. I want you to read some of the posts I know this entry will get. You tried to pry my emotions saying you and I were goodfriends, but you wanted nothing but your own personal gain. Do what you want to get me back for this, cause I know that's how your simple childish brain works. And to all of your friends who may read this.. I know your angered because you probably feel that I just "talked shit about [your] boy"... but really.. try and be unbiased and put yourself in my position. I think I was quite gentle compared to how a normal person would be.
<3 Darlene