Save me.
I broke up with rachel 3 weeks ago because I couldn't take being forgotten about so often. I know what its like when that girl cares about me. She calls, we see eachother etc. I stopped calling her for a week, and she seemed to get a little upset.
We started talking again, and she calls every morning. She's such a sweetheart on the phone, she tells me she misses me she tells me she loves me. In the last 3 weeks I've only seen her for 20 minutes. We make plans every day, and every day like clockwork, she forgets, or "takes a nap", or has to go somewhere more important.
If she could just be level with me. If she didn't say all those nice things, it wouldn't be so hard to deal with.
I'M SICK OF BEING FORGOTTEN ABOUT.
what do I do?
What the fuck do I do?
I haven't been this lost since I left school. I spent every day then in my dorm room staring at the wall. Thank god for kids like my musclebound roommate. Cigarettes don't taste good anymore.
booze feels like medication.
what the fuck.
save me?
I broke up with rachel 3 weeks ago because I couldn't take being forgotten about so often. I know what its like when that girl cares about me. She calls, we see eachother etc. I stopped calling her for a week, and she seemed to get a little upset.
We started talking again, and she calls every morning. She's such a sweetheart on the phone, she tells me she misses me she tells me she loves me. In the last 3 weeks I've only seen her for 20 minutes. We make plans every day, and every day like clockwork, she forgets, or "takes a nap", or has to go somewhere more important.
If she could just be level with me. If she didn't say all those nice things, it wouldn't be so hard to deal with.
I'M SICK OF BEING FORGOTTEN ABOUT.
what do I do?
What the fuck do I do?
I haven't been this lost since I left school. I spent every day then in my dorm room staring at the wall. Thank god for kids like my musclebound roommate. Cigarettes don't taste good anymore.
booze feels like medication.
what the fuck.
save me?
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hrmm. well. in may i got my ass dumped by a boy for no apparent reason. he broke up with me 3 hours before i was leaving for the summer to lifeguard. he then proceeds to mind fuck me for the next month or so. in being cast aside like second rate trash, i realize that i deserve far far better than the likes of that and that i'm not nearly as ugly and stupid as he would like to have me think. it was a whole fucked up relationship that involved him ignoring me lots and me being all sad and icky. by the time we broke up i looked all kinds of broken. i was just really fuckin sickly.
so. my rebound boy of choice is apprenticing to pierce at my tattoo artists studio. when i saw him i didn't bother talking to him, cause i was like "damn, motherfucker's out of my league". so somehow we end up hanging out and hitting it off. he's a fuckin sweetheart and a half and i'm falling like whoa for said boy. this presents problem number one. he lives in reading. i'm staying about an hour away. in september i'll be back in nyc. so either way we're too far away from each other and i don't drive. so. i go up to the shop to start on my new tat. we hang out after the session. my friend kerri is with us and decides to grill the poor boy. she asks him all kinds of awkward questions. i send him an email to try to apologize and see what his answers to kerri's "what are you guys" question are. i haven't heard from him since. it's been over a week.
it's a mess. i know what i want. and the boys that like me aren't that. they're way too fuckin nice. i need a boy that's an asshole. not like beat my girlfriend type asshole, but someone who can stand up for themselves and have some motherfuckin backbone so that i don't destroy them. they all start out that way.. and then i come to find them holding my hand and watching me while i sleep... or complaining that all i ever want is sex. i want someone i can fight. and then fuck. and then go steal christmas trees with. something like that. and none of the boys that like me are like that.
not that the piercing boy was either. but he was cute. and supported the whole lets have waaay too much sex thing.
see. my problems are unsolveable. it's just me being a psycho brat.
boys suck.
i need a goldfish.
we'll have to go hang out and be drunk sxe kids. it'll be fun.
i once got a bunch of sxe kids drunk. it was great.