So. The Dude has a girlfriend.
And he posts updates about her on social media.
And it fucking bothers me. And I really wish it didn't.
I mean, I knew it would happen. Pretty much everything he told me was a lie - I have figured that out now. But part of me still wonders if what he said about his ex was true, then I wonder why this chick was suddenly worth it. And I wasn't. After a year of putting up with the ex, and the bullshit, and the rumors, wasn't that worth something?
I guess I should be happy he is finally in a place where he can post about going places with her, considering any place we went we had to be careful who we'd run into. (At least the Leaf game we were up in the 300's.. away from TV cameras) I guess I'm happy for him. I really want to be. But there's just that part of me that kinda wanted him to be all miserable that he lost me.
God, I'm pathetic aren't I? Thinking this way actually makes me sick, like puke in the garbage at work sick. How did a let a stupid boy affect me like this? ME - TheMotherFuckingShowgirl - pining away over some dude, how did I let him get away with all that? Lie to me for so long? And still... STILL - I miss him.
Someone smack some sense into me... Seriously.
In other, more comical news.. The Gentleman resurfaces. Tells me he read through the conversation we had last weekend.. and he agrees, I was right. Huh. Go fucking figure. But - this is the part that is really good. Apparently, he made it clear that we "Could-Only-Ever-Be-Friends" so it shouldn't matter if he replies to me, or asks me how my day was.
I'm sorry, pardon? Last time I checked... I don't make out with my friends...
So, Apparently, its my fault for misunderstanding out hangouts, late night conversations and text conversations all day.. He kisses me,... Yet I'm to blame for thinking he had interest in me beyond friendship, and expecting a little more honestly.
wait.. . It's my fault you led me on?
I shake my head as I write this.. Cause he calls me crazy.. No, my friend. I just know a little thing about respect.
Merry Christmas, you filthy animals..
And he posts updates about her on social media.
And it fucking bothers me. And I really wish it didn't.
I mean, I knew it would happen. Pretty much everything he told me was a lie - I have figured that out now. But part of me still wonders if what he said about his ex was true, then I wonder why this chick was suddenly worth it. And I wasn't. After a year of putting up with the ex, and the bullshit, and the rumors, wasn't that worth something?
I guess I should be happy he is finally in a place where he can post about going places with her, considering any place we went we had to be careful who we'd run into. (At least the Leaf game we were up in the 300's.. away from TV cameras) I guess I'm happy for him. I really want to be. But there's just that part of me that kinda wanted him to be all miserable that he lost me.
God, I'm pathetic aren't I? Thinking this way actually makes me sick, like puke in the garbage at work sick. How did a let a stupid boy affect me like this? ME - TheMotherFuckingShowgirl - pining away over some dude, how did I let him get away with all that? Lie to me for so long? And still... STILL - I miss him.
Someone smack some sense into me... Seriously.
In other, more comical news.. The Gentleman resurfaces. Tells me he read through the conversation we had last weekend.. and he agrees, I was right. Huh. Go fucking figure. But - this is the part that is really good. Apparently, he made it clear that we "Could-Only-Ever-Be-Friends" so it shouldn't matter if he replies to me, or asks me how my day was.
I'm sorry, pardon? Last time I checked... I don't make out with my friends...
So, Apparently, its my fault for misunderstanding out hangouts, late night conversations and text conversations all day.. He kisses me,... Yet I'm to blame for thinking he had interest in me beyond friendship, and expecting a little more honestly.
wait.. . It's my fault you led me on?
I shake my head as I write this.. Cause he calls me crazy.. No, my friend. I just know a little thing about respect.
Merry Christmas, you filthy animals..