Disclaimer - if YOU [EW] are reading this, you need to start with the first post if you haven't already done so. Work in chronological order from oldest to newest. That is all.
I now have it down to a science of getting over all of the psychological bullshit you put me through.
And, even better than that, I've trimmed down the time period of me being a crazy, dumbass, pathetic 'girl' that is stupidly head over heels for a boy that has been stringing her along for FAR too long.
Instead of being sick for months, even YEARS, about the shit you do, it took me less than a month this time. Ever since I got all of that shit off my chest a week or 2 ago, I haven't thought one more minute about it.
I don't NEED you. I want you, but I sure as hell don't need you. And I would rather be alone for the rest of my life than alone and hoping someday you'll get it through your thick skull what you're missing out on.
So, I think I'm okay with you missing out. I deserve to be with someone who doesn't have a doubt in the back of their mind that where I am is where they should be. And you are obviously riddled with doubt. And then that means you don't really love me as much as you say you do. Which sucks, but I guess I'll get over it. The moral of the story is - either shit or get off the pot.
So cucukachoo, Mr. Robinson.
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