Saturday, January 30, 2010

Confused

Confused because I hate you? But I really do care.
I think you're great. I think you're a hypocrite.
I think you're narcissistic and a liar.
You're not a very good friend.
But I confide in you. I run to you in my times of need.
In desperation I think of you first.
I cry to you. I miss you sometimes.
I read your blog and watch your videos.
You're irritating. Charming as well.
I don't trust you. I'm not at all fond of your pity. Your guilt.
I believe that's why you speak to me when you do.
Sometimes I convince myself you care though.
But you've said it many times that you are not my friend.
I know your name now, but I won't speak it.
You don't even remember the line anymore.
I think that hurts the most.

Questions... Ponderings... Idle Thoughts...

I'm not sure if I care anymore.

But what do you do when you're living a life... heading towards other sections of your life... and you don't believe in it anymore? But there's really no other options...
What do you do when you have friends that you don't trust anymore... and you really don't have faith in them or the ties between you? But you can't seem to make new ones...
What do you do when you feel alone, and you don't want to be alone, but you don't have anyone worth being around?
How do you stop isolating yourself? How do you stop giving up? How do you just stop?
And where do you find the time to figure it all out?

I don't really know what to do anymore. I've lost faith in most people including myself. So I don't know if you'll have the time to put this up at all. I don't know if you'll care to. I certainly don't wanna end up like your other friend. The one you talked about in Fucked Up Advice. Yeah I watch your youtube videos... I just never say anything anymore. For a few moments in the day I start to feel like trying... to do something... or reach out to someone... I make a phone call... or something... and then I either regret it when they pick up, or they don't pick up and I lose faith in people even more. I would think that I'm slowly sinking into actual clinical diagnosable depression... but thinking that makes me think I'm not. Who knows... Who cares... I guess.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

"Easier Said Than Done" (Number Two)

"The Hate Mask"
I think I've gotten to the part where I hate you just because it's easier than being let down.
I don't even know you and I like you already. What the fuck?
I have tons of questions... I can't help but be interested in the things going on in your life.
You know I BEGGED you to make a long time dream come true. You just denied me.
You went anyway. I don't know if I can say it was behind my back, but that's how it feels.
I don't care what you say I do not believe that you have cared, can care, or will care about me.
As much as I can be angry at you the problem is that I still give a shit and I know it.
My anger and hate is not throwing me into denial internally.
It's just a mask that I have to remind myself to put on daily.
I've taken it off to call you, but when you don't answer I put it right back on and continue to curse you.
I need to learn to let people go. I have far too much faith and far to much hope. IT keeps sneaking back in...

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Decode

"How did we get here?
I used to know you so well..."

Well I think I know...

You see I've stopped writing, sort of.
I'm not writing what I should be.

It used to be my outlet, my best friend, my confident.
Then it was my home, then something I just did... almost mindlessly...
It was just part of me, but now...

I'm part of nothing.

I'm surrounded by liars and fakes. People I thought I could depend on, but have yet again been proven otherwise.

I don't mean to depend on people, and of course I wouldn't be caught TRYING to be needy.
The simple fact of the matter is that 99% of people NEED social contact.
In fact 100% of the human race should have it. It's healthy.

I don't really have any strong friendships as of now. I feel lonely...

I just got asked out... by a 35 year old... that I've been seeing for a while... He doesn't act 35... but he's starting to look it. At least up close. I guess I'm his girlfriend now? And as much as I wanted to be before... I don't even know how I feel about it now...


Thursday, January 21, 2010

In and Out

I'm in and out of some sort of happiness... I don't really think it's a happiness, but simply a passive contentment. Not like true contentment... more like giving up. I go through giving up for a while until I remember how much bull you're pulling and then I get angry. I'm thrown back into a fit of rage where I just curse you all and wish for your deaths. Meaning it... or at least not caring about the thought. Then I sob... to myself... and the next morning I'm giving up again. It's a rather pathetic cycle I've grown used to. There's not a thing that's going to change until you stop pretending it matters to you that I'm happy... and leave. Leave me alone. I've been trying to make you do that for a long time now. Over a month. Get the hint... I did.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

The Story (In Short and Long)

She's selfish and never satisfied with what she has. She's been with someone for almost four years now. He wants to buy her a ring when he saves up enough. She says she wants to marry him, but she also wants to fool around with other guys.

"I feel like I haven't experienced much. I've only had sex with two guys and I don't wanna get married and not be able to do anything else. I feel like I'm missing out. I want to explore first, but I still wanna marry HIM in the end after I'm done."

Yeah...
So She's been cheating on him for a year or two.

There are four of us... Four friends. Us girls are supposedly best friends, the guys are supposedly best friends, and she is supposedly best friends with the single man of the two. I've liked this guy for going on seven years.

Why? I don't know.

She liked him in high school and every few months likes to bitch about how he should have asked her out back then. He has once again confessed his feelings for her after being the shy idiot that he is for all these years yet again. The confession was brought forth during a party where both participants were high and drunk. She more high. He more drunk.

As the best friend of someone when is it OK to make-out with their girlfriend/future fiancé? Well it's obviously not... It's also not quite OK to try really hard to finger her, get her to give you head, have sex with her, or any combination of the three (in this case ALL OF THE ABOVE). But he did it.

How would he feel if he knew you thought he was horrible at kissing/making-out? That you said he didn't know what he was doing at all? That he couldn't find your...

That sure makes you feel like a man, eh?

You said it was awkward and horrible and you didn't want to talk to him at all about it. Basically you claimed you wanted to pretend it never happened and move on.

This didn't happen because you refused to talk about it so he kept trying. You've made out with him at the movies. You've made out with him at his house half naked and touched yourself for him only stopping because your future husband came knocking at the door.

Now the shit has hit the fan because I tried to tell you all to fuck off, but she still wants me around... Why? You don't appear to value this friendship.

Does this say "I value you as a friend." ?

"Well.... do you want me to stop?"
"What if we just do it and don't tell you?"
"Well... could I at least take his virginity first?"
"Why are you trying to leave?"

Maybe I should check my English, but I believe the answer is... NO

After we all talked... and I let him know that if this continues I'm leaving the group... and he told you he wanted it all to stop so it wouldn't feel awkward around your soon to be fiancé and he could still be my friend and stop hurting me... and you were going to tell him that you felt the same and wanted him because "I started to let feelings develop again"

Well he "crushed you" and it "sucks" because he "opened up your feelings just to hurt you in the end" and "it would have been better if he had never kissed you in the first place" and now you're really hurt and feel like crying.

And I'm supposed to make you feel better and tell you you're right and it'll get better...

But what I can't tell you is the truth.

You gave Revilo head repeatedly and let him do things to you. He used you like I said he would and then went back to his girlfriend.
You give Axm head and let him fuck you and eat you out almost regularly and you tend to do it right before you go see your so called future husband.
You tried to date Dach, had sex with him, but he dumped you for being an emotionally abusive bitch. Good call on his part.
You hooked up with CK the night you met him. He was wasted. He avoids you now... and you were hoping I did the same that night with someone else so you wouldn't feel so easy. But I didn't. Do you feel it?
You joined a dating site and try to meet men with intentions of fucking them on the first date and also hope to find a better man instead of your four year long boyfriend who you won't break up with just in case you never find anyone else.
You talk about sex with all the guys at work and have made it clear you were willing for a few of them though now you say you won't do it because you don't want seconds from the other girl we work with... but who knows what you'll sink to at this point...
Because you let this happen just as easily.

You're such a victim... I know. I've heard it many times now.

But I have one question...

Am I the one who's easy? Am I the girl who treats men like tissue simply because I flirt with many men at once? Am I the whore based on the number of men I've slept with? None of which were at the same time AND I was single each time (when in relationships faithful though the relationships never lasted unfortunately...) and have been single for a long time while trying to eventually find a guy to be in a solid and healthy relationship with though for now I've had no luck.

Or is it you? The one lying and pretending to be faithful to someone you've been with for four years while you look for someone better? The one who has sex with other men and then tells your boyfriend you love him knowing that if he knew he would be horribly hurt and leave you forever? The one who judges men based on how big their dicks are? The one who thinks that their boyfriend may even love them enough to forgive them for all of this... But does that make it right? Does that make it OK for you to continue?

I think you'll be too fucking selfish to stop now. I'm not going to help you and I can see now that you won't help yourself.

Broken Apart

I have recently become paranoid.
Seriously.
Since the 13th of December when you shattered my world under and unaware... I've been having nightmares... I have nightmares about you two and when you say you'll call and you take over 15 minutes I begin to think you're together... that's why you're not calling... you're doing it again... maybe more this time... I hate you. I hate you and I want you out of my life. You're selfish, ungrateful, inconsiderate, and a coward. You're lying. Lying to someone who even if he is slow and sometimes moody loves every bit of you and you're trying to fuck his best friend. You're trying to fuck the guy your best friend has liked for about seven years now. You're only thinking of yourself. You'd leave the one who spent four years with you doing the best he can to please you for a man your sister loves...

Never satisfied with what you have...

Who are you?
What are you?

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Fade You Out

I've been trying to forget you or the feeling
I take in and breathe out when you're near me.
I've been trying to replace your image, scent,
sound, with those of another.

Everytime that you show up I wish I could grow
out of this. Proud to say I'm a fake, but real
when you're away and I'm safe.

I've been thinking about getting into these
things that would keep you at bay or perhaps
just far away enough to make this easier.

Everyday ends up wasted in attempts.
I'm left spent still thinking of how we
met. How you easily forget and I can't.

I've been thinking that things could be
different if you weren't persistent.
If others could simply be satisfied.

Everytime I get close enough
to giving up. To lift me up. You twist me
back down into a spiraling discord.

I've been trying to replace your image, scent,
sound, but you've got me tanked.
I've been trying to forget to breathe in and take out,
but I only exhale when you're near.
© 2010

This Is Not A Friend

This is not a friend...
One who wants to marry HIM only after they've had their fill of THEM.
One who's soon to be engaged, says yes because HE's "unavailable"
One who doesn't think of you and accuses you of the same in defense.
One who has a someone, but wants a someone else... and takes both... but someone is left blind.
One who keeps you around because they can't find better.
One who wants you to have it all... as long as they don't want it too.
One who takes more than their share and is insulted if you take notice.

If you have one... and I find one... why can't I keep it?
If you have one, there are only two, and you want another... I must be out of luck.
If you have HIM and you want he who I so long desire... I should back down.
But this is not a friend...

One who argues...
One who's jealous of every nothing you have...
One who must take every something you might obtain...
One who makes you wrong in all your rights...
One who uses their "rights" to make all your actions wrong...

If I try to walk away I'm wrong.
If I stand up to what you say I'm wrong.
If it's not done in your way I'm wrong.
If it's my favor and your dismay I'm wrong.
Does this sound like a friend?

I just can't win this either way
Go or stay to my dismay I end in tears.
I will not start this year dry eyed
to say the very least I tried at "cheers"
I'll paint my smile and shade my eyes.
We'll get along as long as lies tie close.
But this is you...
This is you... and you're my friend...?
© 2010