She's going to change who you are
Just to make her feel a little bit better
About losing
A mutual friend of Blue and I recently was broken up with by her long distance boyfriend of 3 years. Regardless of the fact that they are still deeply in love with each other. Regardless of the fact that this friend, let's call her
> NOTHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY (and secrets to hold you while you sleep)
Jhanti, let's call her Jhanti, regardless of the fact that she has the highest libido of anyone I've ever known and has remained 100% faithful to him. He broke up with her and now she is
>Just like the rest of us
Devastated. She's devastated and distraught and looking for a way to make it not hurt so badly.
>GUESS WHAT, BITCH (it never stops)
I don't want to hate her because she is a girl, just a child, a year younger than I am, just an immature little DOLL, but I do hate her. I don't care. I can't make myself care. I shape my face in sympathy and empathy and a little bit of humour, but honestly I just hate her. I want her to shut up. I want her to
>GET OVER IT (like the rest of us)
To realize that he HARMED HER by cheating on her, by then breaking up with her, by just letting go. She holds him on a pedestal like a god while we mere mortals can neither slander nor remark on his radiance. I UNDERSTAND but it doesn't mean I have to like it more. I know it was different for me, with Aodhan. Not by a whole lot
>CHILDREN PLAYING AT CHILD'S GAMES (it was the most real thing i've ever had)
But it was still different. She doesn't see a bad guy in all this, and so trying to offer her a shoulder is...difficult.
>BLIND LEAD BY THE LOST (i only go so far)
She is a child, and she acts like a child, and she refuses to be anything other than a child because she was taught that, because she's got beauty and brains and a SWEET SMILE, she doesn't have to try as hard. She's got a prince SOMEWHERE, she's got a
>CHASM BETWEEN HER AND THE REST (like i did?)
Hope of getting out alive, but she doesn't try. We're always here for her, Blue and I, and all she wants to do is fight us. To tell us how wrong, how stupid, how lost we are without HER FUCKING GUIDANCE. She reminds me of my stepfather. HER WAY IS THE ONLY WAY, ALLAH BE PRAISED. The irony is, I escape much of her girly wrath by being a girl myself while Blue takes the brunt of it. I TALKED HIM DOWN from confronting her in anger. She DEFENDED HERSELF BY BEING A GIRL. I just want to SLAP HER sometimes because it's so STUPID. Being a girl is not a DEFENSE, it's a DISABILITY. It is a MAN'S world, and she has quoted that saying at me, 'Girls have to be as good as men and be able to do everything they can IN HEELS.' I don't even bother playing that game.
>I DON'T LOWER MYSELF TO THE SEX WARS (i don't have one to begin with)
I guess I just don't understand that desire, to be as a fucking girl all the time. To rely on those gender stereotypes of the helpless, hapless female. It is a man's world, I guess. She's a feminist, but she doesn't see how being that STEREOTYPE, that little girl, is completely DEFEATING HER PURPOSE. I don't play. I DON'T PLAY. I am strong and smart and geeky and I earn respect by being me, by not playing, by not being a DAMSEL IN DISTRESS. By not being a bitch and relying on TYPICAL GIRL EXCUSES to cover for me.
She thinks the world revolves around her and she can do no wrong and she is always right. I'M SICK OF BEING THE MEDIATOR. I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO BE. I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO BE. But I am left with no choice in the matter. If I don't hold it down, hold it together, it's going to explode and fall apart and I'm not going to be in the middle of that bullshit again (a la Annie).
>IT TAKES TWO TO TANGO (or nine)
Blue isn't blameless either. He provokes her and there's only SO MUCH I CAN HEAL AND MAKE EXCUSES FOR before there aren't enough words left to cover. There's only so much I can do. And I probably shouldn't cover for either one of them, but they are both CHILDREN, and if I don't help, they won't be able to do it by themselves (I've tried). He is ARROGANT and used to me. I am a very relaxed person and I listen and I accept that there are views other than my own. In other words, I BARELY RESEMBLE A GIRL. I don't know how to tell him that treating her like he treats me is GOING TO FAIL because she doesn't understand how to do it yet.
>WISDOM UNRELIANT (i am dead if they read this)
Also, dear anonymous, whoever the fuck you are. Either GROW A PAIR and leave your name with your comments or just GTFO. I have my comments set so that you never have to log in, create an account, or whatever. All you have to do is type your fucking name. If you don't feel that you can leave your fucking name, you don't have the right to wish me a happy birthday. If it is who I think it is, YOU HAVE MY FUCKING NUMBER, JUST SHOOT ME A TEXT. FUCK. IT WOULD BE LIKE NOT SIGNING YOUR NAME ON A CARD. THAT CARD DOESN'T MEAN SHIT.
>DON'T PRETEND YOU'RE REAL (when you obviously aren't)
Friday, April 22, 2011
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Sounds like more drama than I want to be involved in. The older I get the less I want to be around people who do the male/female games and/or use that as a defense. It makes me tired just to think about it. My friends in college sometimes started to get dramatic & then I withdrew. Didn't want to get involved in their mess. Makes you want to have nothing to do with humanity as a whole at times.
Happy birthday from the one that gave birth to you. Your Mom. Love from up north where I am deeply soggy from planting in the rain. Love always no matter who or what you are & to who you love or don't love or hate. You know, the kind that doesn't judge, just loves. The kind you can't find in almost all relationships. Just love. Enjoy your journey & if you get a chance, listen to this song:
"Don't Let It Bring You Down"
Old man lying
By the side of the road
With the lorries rolling by,
Blue moon sinking
From the weight of the load
And the building scrape the sky,
Cold wind ripping
Down the allay at dawn
And the morning paper flies,
Dead man lying
By the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
Blind man running
Through the light
Of the night
With an answer in his hand,
Come on down
To the river of sight
And you can really understand,
Red lights flashing
Through the window
In the rain,
Can you hear the sirens moan?
White cane lying
In a gutter in the lane,
If you're walking home alone.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young lyrics
fini
I agree with Anon
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