brotherofmetal

Beers with C. 3 nights in a row. Terrible idea. How do her "not-so-subtle" hints turn from obvious interest in me, to blunt attempts to acknowledge that my interest is unwanted. Moreover if this is the case, why does she keep calling me? Surely she must have some other friends with whom to hang out who aren't becoming progressively more infatuated with her. I woke up and missed her this morning. It's really rather sickening. Do me a favor. If you're my "friend", I'd rather you didn't flaunt your sexuality around me. Don't go from telling me that you were jealous when you saw me with another girl weeks ago (that's how this all began), to admitting an attraction (both past and present), to ranting about how you were plannning to pay your share of the hotel room on Friday, and ditch me to go get some ass at a hostel. Fuck. I can't believe how stupid I am. The worst part is I had given up on attraction with her long ago. We'd found a nice niche as friends. I was happy there. That is until I was jarred out of said niche, and began to think that something serious might actually develop here. Fuck. I think it's time for a good LONG break from her. Does that ever actually work? Not usually. Unless LONG is equated with indefinitely. So much for that, I have to go out for her sister's goodbye party on Friday. Maybe if I'm lucky, I can sit back and watch miserably while she's trolling for ass. Better yet, I can beat my head into a brick wall when she succeeds. But hey, what are friends for? Fuck. If my attention is unwanted, here's an original idea. Don't return it. Don't tell me there's something there (timing be damned). That is the worst kind of tease. Blue balls are easy to fix. Broken heart not so much. I din't think we were to that point yet, but I think the length of this rant may prove otherwise. Where or where are the women who aren't ridiculously insensitive? I thought that was supposed to be the domain of the men? Fuck.