People.
People are awesome, funny, personable, there for you, kind, just all around fun to be around. But those same people could also be the worst assholes I’ve ever met. Ex’s in particular are great about doing that. I’m not exactly sure what’s gonna come out of this, whether anyone will read any of it, or why I’m going to post this. But I do know that these things have just been hammering away at my brain..
I am gonna talk shit. People always say it’s bad..but shit has been on my mind lately and it’s not gonna go away unless I get it out..OR maybe the people the shit is on will read this and things can get worked out. All I know is, I made this blog for a reason: to share my thoughts. So here it goes:
Dear Beth,
You are funny. You are very easy to get along with (when you are sober) and you ooze with this innate ability to attract people. I don’t understand how someone as selfish, inconsiderate, rude, and judgemental as you can have so many women FLOCKING to you. It’s shenanigans. When things were good with us, it was good..but when things got bad you just fucking bailed. I admit, I checked out pretty early on. But there is also something to be said about the fact that you made fun of me every step, you shamelessly flirted with other girls while I was in the room, and you were (and still are) the biggest stoner I’ve ever met. So..why does this matter enough for me to write about? Everything I listed above didn’t matter at all until last night. I’ll come clean: I WAS facebook stalking you. But if it’s on the internet, its public domain and I can look if I want. Anyways: I stumbled upon something that indicated that not only did you lie to me about nothing going to happen with Jen, but you are infact DATING. I’m not jealous. Oh man. FAR FROM. But the fact that you lied to me when I had been completely honest with you..you are a dick. One big, veiny dick. So I deleted you. We broke up on the premise that you needed space to figure out yourself. You needed to be single and have time to understand why things were shit in your life. You specifically TOLD me that nothing was going to happen with Jen, that the breakup was simply because of your own faults. God you’re a douche. A lying sack of douche.
The end.
I guess the moral of the story is that if you let people in you have to face the consequences of letting them get so close and then dissapointing you in the end. The coolest people, the sweetest, and the kindest all have the potential to fail you in some way. And me, like an idiot, will keep trying to see the good in those people because if they were the cool, sweet, kind person then they might still be despite the times that they’re being a dick. Maybe I should be more selective on WHO I trust? Maybe I should wait to trust someone until I really know what his or her deal is? I don’t really know. I guess it’s just one of those things that has to come in time and is very situational.
Another point: Emotions suck. What also sucks is when they are unpredictable, slightly overwhelming, and contradicting. The misconception that someone who is emotional can’t control their emotions and can’t be mature about the way life is and its realities…well, it’s getting tiring and I’m sick of having to prove that the two things can exist in one person. Maturity+Emotional ability= ME. So get over yourselves and meet me in the middle with the same amount of respect, honesty, and maturity I gave you.
Relationships and love and liking people…it’s all great, but that’s not the only reasons I have for talking to somebody. Taking an interest in someone doesn’t have to mean that you want to marry him or her.
This might all come across as angry, mean, vindictive..whatever. Take it or leave it and interpret it any way you like. It's just one fat, honest rant.
Das Ende.
People are awesome, funny, personable, there for you, kind, just all around fun to be around. But those same people could also be the worst assholes I’ve ever met. Ex’s in particular are great about doing that. I’m not exactly sure what’s gonna come out of this, whether anyone will read any of it, or why I’m going to post this. But I do know that these things have just been hammering away at my brain..
I am gonna talk shit. People always say it’s bad..but shit has been on my mind lately and it’s not gonna go away unless I get it out..OR maybe the people the shit is on will read this and things can get worked out. All I know is, I made this blog for a reason: to share my thoughts. So here it goes:
Dear Beth,
You are funny. You are very easy to get along with (when you are sober) and you ooze with this innate ability to attract people. I don’t understand how someone as selfish, inconsiderate, rude, and judgemental as you can have so many women FLOCKING to you. It’s shenanigans. When things were good with us, it was good..but when things got bad you just fucking bailed. I admit, I checked out pretty early on. But there is also something to be said about the fact that you made fun of me every step, you shamelessly flirted with other girls while I was in the room, and you were (and still are) the biggest stoner I’ve ever met. So..why does this matter enough for me to write about? Everything I listed above didn’t matter at all until last night. I’ll come clean: I WAS facebook stalking you. But if it’s on the internet, its public domain and I can look if I want. Anyways: I stumbled upon something that indicated that not only did you lie to me about nothing going to happen with Jen, but you are infact DATING. I’m not jealous. Oh man. FAR FROM. But the fact that you lied to me when I had been completely honest with you..you are a dick. One big, veiny dick. So I deleted you. We broke up on the premise that you needed space to figure out yourself. You needed to be single and have time to understand why things were shit in your life. You specifically TOLD me that nothing was going to happen with Jen, that the breakup was simply because of your own faults. God you’re a douche. A lying sack of douche.
The end.
I guess the moral of the story is that if you let people in you have to face the consequences of letting them get so close and then dissapointing you in the end. The coolest people, the sweetest, and the kindest all have the potential to fail you in some way. And me, like an idiot, will keep trying to see the good in those people because if they were the cool, sweet, kind person then they might still be despite the times that they’re being a dick. Maybe I should be more selective on WHO I trust? Maybe I should wait to trust someone until I really know what his or her deal is? I don’t really know. I guess it’s just one of those things that has to come in time and is very situational.
Another point: Emotions suck. What also sucks is when they are unpredictable, slightly overwhelming, and contradicting. The misconception that someone who is emotional can’t control their emotions and can’t be mature about the way life is and its realities…well, it’s getting tiring and I’m sick of having to prove that the two things can exist in one person. Maturity+Emotional ability= ME. So get over yourselves and meet me in the middle with the same amount of respect, honesty, and maturity I gave you.
Relationships and love and liking people…it’s all great, but that’s not the only reasons I have for talking to somebody. Taking an interest in someone doesn’t have to mean that you want to marry him or her.
This might all come across as angry, mean, vindictive..whatever. Take it or leave it and interpret it any way you like. It's just one fat, honest rant.
Das Ende.
