Welcome to my very emo blog. I'm really just writing this for myself because I need to talk to someone and I have completely run out of friends that I can trust to say anything to. Plus, I want to see how many good days I have, compared to the bad days. I'm expecting way more bad days, but I want to be sure.
For every gorgeous woman in the world, there is some guy who is sick of her shit.
Right now, I am really sick of someone's shit.
He seemed like a great guy. Hard working, fun loving, easy to get along with, happy.
In reality, he is a self-aggrandizing complainer, a martyr, basically lazy, and he lies to me. And I am sick of his shit.
This week he decided that he hates his job. Big surprise, he can't get along with anyone and will take the smallest perceived slight as a huge offense and carry a grudge forever. Childish and petty. I don't want to go into details about this morning's fight, but it upset me bad.
And I am sick of his shit. But what can I do?
More days than not, I think I am just sitting around, waiting to die.
I really miss living every moment.
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