I just don't get it anymore. Fucking guys and their fucking insensitivity. What the fuck is so hard to understand about the word "no". And they keep persisting until you finally give in to shut them up. And when you get upset about it, it's not even worth a damn to them. And they make it sound like it was nothing. "All I was doing was asking a ( Read more... )

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Extraversion |||||||||| 33% Stability |||| 16% Orderliness |||||||||||||| 53% Accommodation |||||||||||||||||||| 83% Interdependence |||||||||||||| 56% Intellectual |||||||||||| 43% Mystical |||||||||||| 50% Artistic |||||||||||||||| 70% Religious |||||||||||||||| 63% Hedonism ||||| ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning from having a dream about Adam. In it, he somehow wasn't dead or had come back to life and I was shocked that he was alive. At first all I could do was hug him and kiss him and cry. And then it sunk in that I was Ryan's girlfriend still. And I had to tell him this, and from the expression on his face, I could tell it broke ( Read more... )

I never tell Ryan he can't have friends over. NEVER. By now, everyone knows I'm not like that. Guys gotta have their guy time. Even bitching and moaning sometimes about how they NEVER call or ask to come over (which even HE bitches about sometimes, especially when Adam Hall came over) I have NEVER, EVER pitched a fit and told them they couldn't ( Read more... )

Sigh, well my birthday's coming and I'm not too excited to be honest. I get excited about other people's birthdays more than mine I think. Not much you can do on a Wednesday night. Heh. No dressing up and going out, no romantic dinner, no kissing and cuddling, no message, all that jazz. Like that would ever happen to me, but it's ok to dream eh? ( Read more... )

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I am so tired of being accused of lying. I am not a goddamn liar. You want to have your own opinions, fine. But when I state the facts of something I am 110% sure of, by god, don't tell me I'm a fucking liar ( Read more... )

Ryan, my sweetest lover. Today he got all dressed up and with what little money I know he has, he took me out today for lunch and a movie and paid every last dime on the date. I was shocked. I think he knew I was depressed and it really helped me cope a little better. I had so much fun, and was very grateful for the huge gesture of taking me out ( Read more... )

Crying doesn't heal the pain anymore. All I feel is a weary numbness that is the adrenaline coursing through my veins, sending tiny little pinprick messages to my nerves to wake up and keep going ( Read more... )