Look. All I do is what I'm told. You tell me we are going to the football game. And so yeah, I'm all happy about it. All day, Pokus and I are chatting about getting to see you. Then, when I call you right after school, your mom told me you had went to the fucking game with fucking whats-her-name. I don't care anymore. Little do you know, or little do you care, my friends pretty much fight over me every damn weekend too. But since I'm a half-decent person to people I plan ahead with, I tell them I've already got plans with YOU. And still you blow me off. You did it at the other game. This game. Dog Dayz. Last weekend.
Need I go on?
If I mattered to you as much as you say, you wouldn't let your other 'friends' who talk bad about you behind your back take you away from me. Which is what you're doing. I don't think you see it. But we're drifting apart.
Look I can't help it plans get changed you know how my parents are... I can't help it you were with HIM when I had a chance to tell you... I can't help it that well... I can't use my parents cell to call you.... I can't drive to your house.. and you know what... you need to let stuff go and STOP hanging shit over my head..
And yeah I see we are drifting apart.. whos fault is that.. my parents..
Tiny and Lisa never bring you up here and my parents are sick of having to take me over there after I beg and beg.. I can't help that they say no...
I cancel plans with friends for you all the time.. then after my mom ends up getting all pissed and says "Oh no we can't drive that far.. we don't hace the gas money" I can't help that crap okay... I just wish you could see... okay.. but you can't. I come see you whenever I get a chance.. NO ONE will drive me down there... You know.. I really wish I had a car so I could come see you.. But guess what...I don't.
I told you before Thursday my mom would be coming to get you.
And I don't want to argue with you. Not over a freaking blog site.
This is bull. You try to act like its my fault I get mad at you for blowing me off.
You could have at least called me to tell me you would have rather went to the game with her.
And me? Let stuff go? What the Hell do you think I've done the whole time we've known each other, Pokie? Every time you do this. Every single time. The first football game with Jairus wasn't the first time. And this time won't be the last, you'll see. This shit will go on and on. Because I'm too stupid and ignorant to stop it. I could have ended it a long time ago. I could stop breaking off plans with my friends and refraining from inviting the love of my life to my house for you. Sure. I can start telling you I've got better things to do then what I normally do, which is sit around and wait for you. And maybe that will be what it takes.
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Look. All I do is what I'm told.
You tell me we are going to the football game. And so yeah, I'm all happy about it. All day, Pokus and I are chatting about getting to see you.
Then, when I call you right after school, your mom told me you had went to the fucking game with fucking whats-her-name.
I don't care anymore. Little do you know, or little do you care, my friends pretty much fight over me every damn weekend too. But since I'm a half-decent person to people I plan ahead with, I tell them I've already got plans with YOU.
And still you blow me off.
You did it at the other game.
This game.
Dog Dayz.
Last weekend.
Need I go on?
If I mattered to you as much as you say, you wouldn't let your other 'friends' who talk bad about you behind your back take you away from me.
Which is what you're doing.
I don't think you see it.
But we're drifting apart.
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And yeah I see we are drifting apart.. whos fault is that.. my parents..
Tiny and Lisa never bring you up here and my parents are sick of having to take me over there after I beg and beg.. I can't help that they say no...
I cancel plans with friends for you all the time.. then after my mom ends up getting all pissed and says "Oh no we can't drive that far.. we don't hace the gas money" I can't help that crap okay... I just wish you could see... okay.. but you can't. I come see you whenever I get a chance.. NO ONE will drive me down there... You know.. I really wish I had a car so I could come see you.. But guess what...I don't.
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And I don't want to argue with you. Not over a freaking blog site.
This is bull. You try to act like its my fault I get mad at you for blowing me off.
You could have at least called me to tell me you would have rather went to the game with her.
And me? Let stuff go? What the Hell do you think I've done the whole time we've known each other, Pokie? Every time you do this. Every single time. The first football game with Jairus wasn't the first time. And this time won't be the last, you'll see.
This shit will go on and on.
Because I'm too stupid and ignorant to stop it. I could have ended it a long time ago. I could stop breaking off plans with my friends and refraining from inviting the love of my life to my house for you. Sure. I can start telling you I've got better things to do then what I normally do, which is sit around and wait for you. And maybe that will be what it takes.
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