Site hosted by Angelfire.com: Build your free website today!
« July 2005 »
S M T W T F S
1 2
3 4 5 6 7 8 9
10 11 12 13 14 15 16
17 18 19 20 21 22 23
24 25 26 27 28 29 30
31
Entries by Topic
All topics  «
disappointed
Control Panel
Edit your Blog
Build a Blog
View other Blogs
View Profile
~*~READ THIS FIRST~*~
DISCLOSURE
You are not logged in. Log in
"fire thought she'd really rather be water instead"
Monday, 18 July 2005
WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF A LIE IF THE TRUTH COMES OUT IN THE END?!?!
....And in the end, it always does...the truth is always made known.

God....My ex-boyfriend is so immature sometimes...This weekend was the breaking point for me...All of his lies came unraveled and had he just showed me what an ass hole he was in the beginning, I would have been over it in a day.

I have no problem with the fact that we broke up--if he hadn't done it, I would have eventually discovered all of this garbage he's luging around and done it myself anyway. But I asked for one thing: THE TRUTH. I wanted to know all of the circumstance surrounding the break-up...If there was another womyn, or if his objective was just to play the field, or WHATEVER--so that I could be prepared....My worst nightmare was to show up at some party, wiht all of our friends, and have some nasty drama thrown in my face, with a million people prodding me with questions, and where I couldn't get to hear the story from his mouth first. He swore up and down that there was NOTHING of the sort to be worried about...no surprises...no other womyn. No pursuits. No need for drama. But my intuition gave me this uneasy feeling, like I jsut wasn't getting the whole story. I asked him again and again, what was going on--why exactly things were going down the way they were....and He actually had the nerve to blow up in my face, saying that I had no reason not to trust him, and that I was just being immature by trying to "convince myself" that there were any motives behind the break-up that he had not revealed...

THen, what do you know, but this weekend, one of the biggest parties of the year, and he shows up with *her* And how do I figure all this out? Oh, from various rumors, sotries, and questions thrown in my face by all the drama-loving-whores in the scene...SO here I am, trying to enjoy my weekend, and being faced wiht this nasty drama that didn't need to be a drama at ALL if he'd of just given me the story striaght up like I asked for it.

To make it better, I was then pulled aside by a friend who thoguht that I should know, that the entire break-up was founded NOT on the reasons he swore to me before, but because on some drug trip he had a thought flash through his mind that he would leave me for her if he could.
So he kept me around for two days longer, to fuck me a couple more times...then dropped me like a used rag, and started pursuing this girl. DAMNIT! I could have handled this much better had I been told int he proper time and place, adn BY HIM! How am I supossed to sort through all the different versions of what's been going on behind my back? I've got twenty people all with their slant of the story. ANd now How am I suppossed to believe anythign he says.

but besides all that, he straight up LIED. He is a LIAR....I have lost all respect for him for that reason alone. I specifically asked if he had given me the whole picture, he said "yes", I siad, "promise?". And he promised. That is lying.


ANd oh!!! It gets better....SO, uh, I guess the boy's taken up smoking, now...haha!!! He hates smoking...never has smoked around me once, ever--talks shit on it--but this new girl smokes, so he's starting, I guess....It's hilarious, because He's only doing it to impress her, and he has no idea what he's doing, so he doesn't even inhale. You know, like the first time the jr. high kids try it, and they just suck it in and blow it out...FUCKING POSER! I really felt bad for him at that moment...that's just pathetic. 28 years old and "all the life experience and maturity to top me" and he can't get past the junior high school inferiority complex. grrr....My sympathies to the poor pathetic boy...

Posted by poetry/neverforever at 1:48 AM MDT
Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post

View Latest Entries