so here's the story....
my roomate's girlfriend comes over right before i leave to go jogging. they ask what kind of pizza i want, i tell and head out. when i return they have obviously had a fight, neither one is talking to the other and for the most part of my return they aren't even in the same room together.
they exchange not so kind words and her girlfriend leaves in a huff.
my roomate turns to me as if to say what the fuck just happened and apparently was turning to me for consolance.
the question...
did i console?
nope, i asked "so i guess this means we're not having pizza?"
because i'm that asshole....
at one time in my life i would have consoled her, listened as she cried and carried on about how much she cares for this girl. but as it's been for awhile now, i just don't care.
there have been enough times in my life when i needed someone to lean on and everyone whom i thought was going to be there disappeared. just gone in the blink of an eye when it wasn't time for them to gain anything for themselves. i feel bad that i'm like this, the condasending asshole who could give a flip about anyone else's problems. but i got enough of my own to keep me busy for awhile. obviously this doesn't ring true for some of you, and you know who you are, but for the vast majority of peeps i'm in a "fuck it, fuck you" phase.
dare i say it, but i think i need to fall in love again. you know that feeling, the eternal want to be close to someone. the geeky middleschool grins and making out, the fun stuff. it's been a long long time since it happened for me so maybe i'll start looking again. maybe look at a booty-call a little differently now.
eh, who knows
thanks for listening to the rant
i'm off to eat left-over mac-n-cheese since apparently we really aren't having pizza.....
my roomate's girlfriend comes over right before i leave to go jogging. they ask what kind of pizza i want, i tell and head out. when i return they have obviously had a fight, neither one is talking to the other and for the most part of my return they aren't even in the same room together.
they exchange not so kind words and her girlfriend leaves in a huff.
my roomate turns to me as if to say what the fuck just happened and apparently was turning to me for consolance.
the question...
did i console?
nope, i asked "so i guess this means we're not having pizza?"
because i'm that asshole....
at one time in my life i would have consoled her, listened as she cried and carried on about how much she cares for this girl. but as it's been for awhile now, i just don't care.
there have been enough times in my life when i needed someone to lean on and everyone whom i thought was going to be there disappeared. just gone in the blink of an eye when it wasn't time for them to gain anything for themselves. i feel bad that i'm like this, the condasending asshole who could give a flip about anyone else's problems. but i got enough of my own to keep me busy for awhile. obviously this doesn't ring true for some of you, and you know who you are, but for the vast majority of peeps i'm in a "fuck it, fuck you" phase.
dare i say it, but i think i need to fall in love again. you know that feeling, the eternal want to be close to someone. the geeky middleschool grins and making out, the fun stuff. it's been a long long time since it happened for me so maybe i'll start looking again. maybe look at a booty-call a little differently now.
eh, who knows
thanks for listening to the rant
i'm off to eat left-over mac-n-cheese since apparently we really aren't having pizza.....
missbernie:
come with me!!!!!!!!!
rati:
i can't too much work to do...