Thursday, September 16, 2010

Woah is Me.

Wow. This usually doesn't happen. Not with me, anyways. For the first time in I don't even know how long, I became jealous. JEALOUS. Me. :/
So, I was in the library just chillin' with a friend of mine. (This friend of mine is really close to me, and we do the whole friends with benefits thing every so often) So we were in the library, he was on one computer, and I was the computer beside me. Then a friend came over and told said friend that there was a girl over there. (I don't know who it was, I really didn't want to know, actually.) So he logs off, and tells me he is going to go sit with them. WTF? He didn't even ask if I wanted to sit with them as well! He pretty much ditched me for some other chick. That pissed me off. Especially since, for the past week, I have been majorly hitting on him. I've been considering even possibly dating him. But then that. Kind of makes me things about things with him.
Fuck.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

A Supposed Blockbuster

Those days with you
Meant the world to me
But I guess I never knew
For you they were only a show
Short lived, in the moment excitement
I wanted it to be more
A full length feature film
But you closed that door.
And now you're the star
Of another girl's movie
A supposed blockbuster
Soon to be a flop
Your luck will run out
And you'll see
What it's like to be
The damsel in distress
Saved by her prince
Then dumped
And left a mess
Those days with you
Meant the world to me
And one day you will be
The star to your own movie
Ending in disaster.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Done.

What do you do when your boyfriend stops talking to you for almost two weeks and then you find out he has been seeing some other girl during those two weeks? Do you run around screaming? Do you swear to get revenge on him? Do you lay in bed all day, crying because you miss him? Do you swear to never date again? I, personally, don't know what to do. I do know that, I am not doing any of the above mentioned. Why not, you ask? Simply because I am not going to bring myself down for his mistake. He's not worth it.
I am hurt, yes. Extremely so. We had been through so much this summer, I thought he would be more than just a camp boyfriend. Apparently not. He was just unable to keep it in his pants for an extended period of time.