I hate when people project their own fucked up problems from whatever the fuck life handed them and unintentionally force others to deal with that shit. Don't give me your shit. I've got enough of my own shit to fucking juggle thank you very much.
And can I say that I've juggled it pretty fucking well? I'd say that I have. I'd say that considering the fact that no one has any idea what it is that I'm really juggling, or have juggled in the past, is evidence enough that I deal with my problems directly instead of dumping them on other people and forcing them to deal with the consequences/clean up the mess.
Do you want me to be more specific? Because maybe it's frustrating that I'm being so fucking vague? I'll tell you what I hate in partiiiiiiiicular. I can't stand when well, when boys fucking break up with their little stupid girlfriends (I'm picturing, literally, little and stupid girlfriends. Join me in the imagination. Little stupid ones. God don't you hate those) and then aren't fucking OVER THEM and then (Oh God I'm getting awfully specific aren't I) come and get with ME and then backtrack and go "OH SORRY SORRY YOU'RE AWESOME YOU'RE GREAT YOU'RE AMAZING BUT BUT BUT I JUST GOT OVER THIS RELATIONSHIP AND I CAN'T GET INTO THIS RELATIONSHIP AND THIS GIRL BETRAYED ME NEARLY A FUCKING YEAR AGO AND I'M STILL NOT GODDAMN OVER IT).
Still? Really? Cuz here's the thing. That sucks. And stuff. I guess I don't really understand, cuz I don't. But then again, not a lot of other people understand what it's like to have the first person you ever have feelings for just up and literally leave the state suddenly one morning after only one month and then hearing that he has a girlfriend (whom he is dating because he allegedly KNOCKED HER UP) after he told you he can't be in a relationship because he's like, you know, obviously, still not over his ex and stuff.
You know what? Fuck exes. They're your fucking exes. That's what I say. I'm sorry. I have really no more patience for this shit. I don't know if I'm going to publish this post but I might, I might just bank on the fact that I don't think anyone checks this blog very much and um if they do well these are my thoughts and I guess I'm not gonna apologize for them anyway where was I?
Oh yeah. Fuck exes! Holy shit, it didn't WORK OUT, remember how the bads OUTWEIGHED THE GOODS? CAN YOU REMEMBER THAT? Can you now just I don't know, cut it out or something? Can you stop saying "I can't, I'm not over her yet" and maybe realize "If I don't, I'll never get over her" ??
I know....I know it's a bizarre concept. That sometimes you just need to....let it go. Or just cry. I don't fucking know. But stop pulling me into this shit!
And you know, I could easily get into the bizarre twisted sexism that creates this...how men can just get fucked over so much harder by relationships because many lack the ability to talk it out while women are known for their ability to "bitch" and are more accepted if they let their emotions out and so, the pattern seems, are much better off after breakups than their male counterparts.
But we won't get into that. Why? Cuz I just got into it. And I don't wanna get into it anymore.
