Sooo... let me get this right..
You decide to call a YEAR after you royaly screwed me over. You try to lay a guilt trip on me talking about how sorry you are that I regret knowing you. Then you make a pathetic attempt to apologize for being a douche bag and ask multiple times if we can talk about this on the phone. Fine.... but you say you will call me in a few... well buddy it's been way longer than a few. I tried to give you the benefit of the doubt because we have so many years of history but once again you have disappointed me. Seriously dude, just fuck off. Fuck you and fuck off is the best advice that I can give you these days.
I'm attempting to quit smoking today. We'll see how well this goes.
I've come to the conclusion that all of my moods swings go into a little hiding place during the week and like to play peek a boo the min that Jude leaves to go to Ryan's.
I've also decided that my disdain for most people has increased at an alarming rate. Seriously, so many friend... they all wants everyones attention the min that things get ruff for them, but god fucking forbid they shed an ounce of effort the min that lifes goes to shit for someone else. On the bright side, because of this I have also developed a greater appreciation for the very FEW friends that actually act as if they give a damn right now, even though I havn't been the most social or perky one of the bunch at this time.
Oh and another thing.... that good ol' saying that time heals all, yeah well I have also decided that thats a load of crap. Time doesn't heal shit, only me punching people in the face heals.. well it may not heal their pain but it sure does make me feel a whole lot better. =)
I realized the other day that this is the first time that I have been single during the holidays in over 10 yrs. Seriously the last time was when I was 14 yr old I think???
I'm not sure if this makes me happy or sad.
On the bright side, that's one less person that I don't have to buy x-mas presents for.
Sooo, the left side of my jaw has been lock up for about 6 days now. Thanks to it being infected I might have to have surgery, which I am sooo not looking forward to. On the bright side, breaking up and having a locked jaw does make for a very good diet, not that I needed one in the first place though. Pffft.
I really can't contain myself any longer, in about 9 months from I will have another godchild!!! EEEik!!! Either if the sugar plum is from a total psycho douche face I still can't wait to spoil the hell out of him/her!!!!
I guess the who;e being strong and not caring thing was a fleeting moment. & fucking yrs for nothing. & yrs of being beaten down into the ground and somewhat I still manage to miss him. Or should I say not so much miss him but miss his love. I miss the way he ehld me, his smile when he would get home, him giving me history lessons as bedtie stories. I fucking hate love, I swear the only good thing that ever came from him is my son.
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Nicnic
04:20 Dec 21 2010
Tell him to go make sweet love to heavy machinery.
Big hugs for you, 'lil miss. :P