I'm done. I'm tired of the bullshit.
To my soon to be ex-roommate: Either stand up for yourself or go somewhere else and be a doormat.
I've spent alot of time figuring myself out, what I want, what I don't, what type of person I am and setting goals and working towards them. You were starting to get your shit together yet you feel that because you're single there is something wrong with you so you run after the first guy that gives you attention after the last one got tired of you following him around like a puppy. I tell you he's no good and that you need to work on getting your shit straight before you can find a decent relationship to invest in. But you don't listen. Now you've lost your car, your job and your dignity. Way to act like an adult.
Now because you have screwed up your life, you've thrown a monkey wench into mine. You lax in pulling your weight has interfered with my goals. I'm not happy about it, but as you run your 35yr ass back to your daddy to bail your ass out.. I will figure a way to take care of this mess you left me in without ANY fuckin assistance from anyone because that's the way grown ups do things.
To the Deadhead: Can't you just be honest & tell me the truth?? I'm a big girl. I can handle it.
You talk about wanting to take things slow, be friends, hang out.. yet you make yourself unavailable. You talk about taking risks, well I did and you kicked my heart. You asked me to come see your band's last show and not to start any drama with other women that could be there. I told you that I was going to see my friend play the last gig with his band not compete for your attention. However, as I just play it cool and be supportive, you are kissing me in front of this groupie chick and while she's throwing herself at you, you're making sexy eyes at me. You suggest we get together the next day then you ditch. I really dug you, was willing to let...
I'm done. I'm tired of the bullshit.
To my soon to be ex-roommate: Either stand up for yourself or go somewhere else and be a doormat.
I've spent alot of time figuring myself out, what I want, what I don't, what type of person I am and setting goals and working towards them. You were starting to get your shit together yet you feel that because you're single there is something wrong with you so you run after the first guy that gives you attention after the last one got tired of you following him around like a puppy. I tell you he's no good and that you need to work on getting your shit straight before you can find a decent relationship to invest in. But you don't listen. Now you've lost your car, your job and your dignity. Way to act like an adult.
Now because you have screwed up your life, you've thrown a monkey wench into mine. You lax in pulling your weight has interfered with my goals. I'm not happy about it, but as you run your 35yr ass back to your daddy to bail your ass out.. I will figure a way to take care of this mess you left me in without ANY fuckin assistance from anyone because that's the way grown ups do things.
To the Deadhead: Can't you just be honest & tell me the truth?? I'm a big girl. I can handle it.
You talk about wanting to take things slow, be friends, hang out.. yet you make yourself unavailable. You talk about taking risks, well I did and you kicked my heart. You asked me to come see your band's last show and not to start any drama with other women that could be there. I told you that I was going to see my friend play the last gig with his band not compete for your attention. However, as I just play it cool and be supportive, you are kissing me in front of this groupie chick and while she's throwing herself at you, you're making sexy eyes at me. You suggest we get together the next day then you ditch. I really dug you, was willing to let you in, take down some walls, but now I see that you're not worth any of my time and I feel stupid dumping all this out on a blog.. but if I don't get it out of my system it will eat away at me.
To my soon to be ex-roommate: Either stand up for yourself or go somewhere else and be a doormat.
I've spent alot of time figuring myself out, what I want, what I don't, what type of person I am and setting goals and working towards them. You were starting to get your shit together yet you feel that because you're single there is something wrong with you so you run after the first guy that gives you attention after the last one got tired of you following him around like a puppy. I tell you he's no good and that you need to work on getting your shit straight before you can find a decent relationship to invest in. But you don't listen. Now you've lost your car, your job and your dignity. Way to act like an adult.
Now because you have screwed up your life, you've thrown a monkey wench into mine. You lax in pulling your weight has interfered with my goals. I'm not happy about it, but as you run your 35yr ass back to your daddy to bail your ass out.. I will figure a way to take care of this mess you left me in without ANY fuckin assistance from anyone because that's the way grown ups do things.
To the Deadhead: Can't you just be honest & tell me the truth?? I'm a big girl. I can handle it.
You talk about wanting to take things slow, be friends, hang out.. yet you make yourself unavailable. You talk about taking risks, well I did and you kicked my heart. You asked me to come see your band's last show and not to start any drama with other women that could be there. I told you that I was going to see my friend play the last gig with his band not compete for your attention. However, as I just play it cool and be supportive, you are kissing me in front of this groupie chick and while she's throwing herself at you, you're making sexy eyes at me. You suggest we get together the next day then you ditch. I really dug you, was willing to let...