a bad dream, perhaps?
[read only with hysterical crying in the background]
there's something i've been meaning to get off my chest for a while, and that's the misconception (mostly my fault) that i'm not a virgin. i told pamela, and she took it well, and she told me that he'll be angry with me, but he'll understand and if he loves me he'll forgive me. and kim said the same thing. and so did dave when i told them.
i told matt tonight, and he exploded. i expected him to be angry, but not this angry, not this enraged. he told me he never wanted to speak to me again. he told me what i had done was unforgiveable.
and i fought, through 6 screenames and hundreds of unanswered phone calls. a 5 minute voicemail that was barely understandble through tears and sniffles.
and scott said he'd try, but i'm having trouble putting faith in this one.
how can things work out better in the end when he so blatantly could care less? how could he have told me he loves me and i'd never lose him if one minor change set him flying in some opposite direction? how can everything work out in the end when he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore?
and then, as i finish writing, the phone rings. "i'm warning you, stop it." click.
[edit: "you did the one thing i never thought i could. you made me stop loving you"]
is my friendship really over?
there's something i've been meaning to get off my chest for a while, and that's the misconception (mostly my fault) that i'm not a virgin. i told pamela, and she took it well, and she told me that he'll be angry with me, but he'll understand and if he loves me he'll forgive me. and kim said the same thing. and so did dave when i told them.
i told matt tonight, and he exploded. i expected him to be angry, but not this angry, not this enraged. he told me he never wanted to speak to me again. he told me what i had done was unforgiveable.
and i fought, through 6 screenames and hundreds of unanswered phone calls. a 5 minute voicemail that was barely understandble through tears and sniffles.
and scott said he'd try, but i'm having trouble putting faith in this one.
how can things work out better in the end when he so blatantly could care less? how could he have told me he loves me and i'd never lose him if one minor change set him flying in some opposite direction? how can everything work out in the end when he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore?
and then, as i finish writing, the phone rings. "i'm warning you, stop it." click.
[edit: "you did the one thing i never thought i could. you made me stop loving you"]
is my friendship really over?