ok, so this whole "loving an asshole" thing isnt working.
you blow me off, pretend it isnt a big deal, then call me from some bar (at the time when we had plans) and ask me idiotic questions about other men while you are drunken into idiocy. fuck.
my heart has belonged to your sorry ass for way too long. have you ever treated anyone with respect?
so..
1. i do not like drunks.
2. i kind of despise my ex.
why is it impossible for you to look at me with any dignity? oh well, maybe the beautiful and perfect rob needed a lay or something... god knows how important that always is, what with his super special dick and all. whatever.
i really dont need to hate myself this way.
lets do something about this whole situation. no pity.
you blow me off, pretend it isnt a big deal, then call me from some bar (at the time when we had plans) and ask me idiotic questions about other men while you are drunken into idiocy. fuck.
my heart has belonged to your sorry ass for way too long. have you ever treated anyone with respect?
so..
1. i do not like drunks.
2. i kind of despise my ex.
why is it impossible for you to look at me with any dignity? oh well, maybe the beautiful and perfect rob needed a lay or something... god knows how important that always is, what with his super special dick and all. whatever.
i really dont need to hate myself this way.
lets do something about this whole situation. no pity.
You don't know me at all, so I know you could really give a rat's ass about any comments I could make, but, damn.
I sympathize.