Tuesday, September 22, 2009

They see your every move...

I've pretty much given up on being the person I am supposed to be, at
least in certain company. Explaining yourself all the time gets old.

I'd like a forum where I could shout from a mountain top all of
someones failures, all their ability to be the whores that the bible
warned me about in 7th grade. But those places don't exist. And that
shout doesn't make me feel better.

I just play into it.

It is all fun and games until you are on the other side. Then you just
see everything played against you.

Let's be honest...

Hearing your ex-fiancé make plans to party in your shared room when
you are out of town really puts a damper on everything, especially
your trip.

But what can you do? You don't have the balls to throw her out. Or the
balls for any other part of your life.

Anthony, your lame as fuck. Shut up, grow up, and get your shit
together. All your problems are your problems.



Anonymous said...

Enjoy your trip no matter what. Logic is your friend here, as there are only so many explanations for the party in your room. Either she didn't think of your feelings much at all, or she did and knew you would be upset. That's it. Either way, same conclusion. Move house as soon as you can.

My high school Geography teacher used to quiet the class by saying "it's all fun and games until..." but in his case he would add "SOMEONE LOSES AN EYE." He had actually lost an eye in mysterious circumstances so the class would go deadly silent every time.


Anonymous said...

I love Daryl Hall and John Oates.

Here's a remedy for this illness, passed down by my grandfather, who received it at the end of a two by four from his father:

1. Make a burrito. Then, eat the burrito.
2. Find or buy a beer. Then, drink the beer.
3. Find or buy some cigarettes. Then, smoke the cigarettes.

You may repeat steps 1-3 as many times as necessary, and even simultaneously. Then:

4. Break something. A heart, a bottle, a bone.
5. Let it go.


Anonymous said...

Time to give her the ultimatum. When you get back pack her stuff and move her to a girlfriends. Let her mooch off someone else. You both need to get on with your lives.

ImPerceptible said...