I remember now.
It wasn't all good. In fact, some of it just plain sucked ass. You never ever treated me the way I should have been treated, the way I deserved to be treated. You made me feel like shit. You walked all over me and took me for granted. You used me and when you were done, you threw me away.
But...
Only because I let you.
And I still wonder about you...
Yeah, I do. I'll admit it. Do you think about me at all?
But, mainly, I guess...
I think about her. Do you call her "Baby"? Does she know that you hate mushrooms, Days of Our Lives, and pretty much anything that she will ever like? Does she know that you will do your best to make her feel like the most insignificant being on the planet all while claiming to be her best friend? Does she know that she will never be able to love you enough? Does she know that she can give all of herself and it will never be enough?
Or is she silly and just hard-headed enough to think that she could be the one that changes you, changes everything?
It's funny.
I almost feel sorry for her.
Know what's funnier?
I should have felt sorry for me.
Know what's even funnier than that?
I really feel sorry for you.
You see, I can do better. I can still find someone to love me the way I should have been loved. You, on the other hand, have only one way to go from here.
And "Baby", it ain't up.
They say....(who the fuck is "they" anyways) there are many stages that you have to go through when getting over someone.
Guess which stage this is...
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I read your post and immediately thought of this song. Hang in there, it does get easier.
You oughta know...
I want you to know, that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a theatre
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother
'cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, till you died
But you're still alive
And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you fuck her?
'cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, til you died
But you're still alive
And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
'cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me
And I'm not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it...well can you feel it
Well, I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
Damn, I hate that it took "Your Blue Veins" for me to come round. Dude, I don't even know you that much, and I know him even less, but you, you are so much better off, and I know that sounds like poo, but I got nothing else. You, you pump sunshine up my kid's collective assi, and you write like whoa, and you have the most excellent taste in the music, and just dude, you know? You deserve someone who recognizes that. My dumbass husband back in the day got that, when he inadvertently pressed K's buttons by saying "Dude" meant what he was saying, when he was being an ass and such, and he thinks you are a sweetheart who deserves a Prince Charming. Or not, if that's not what you're looking for, OMG, hate the internet, I just want you to be happy in whatever way that makes you happy, even if you end up shacked up with a monkey or something. On the plus side, my Mom got a total happy today because she didn't know what Pineapple Express was about, and now it's number one on her Netflix. Sorry for hella long post!
Aw thanks solly sweetie. The glowstick will keep me going.
I really hope karma has done for my neighbour. I can but hope ^_^
And you are better off without him sweetie.
Floating by.
You've stood up, love.
And keep standing.
I am proud of you.
I'm glad you got angry. Anger is good and is a part of the healing process. It's a step towards the future.
Keep stepping. If you need a hand to hold, you don't have to look too far away.
My Southern Belle,
I finally posted new stuff for the Sheila thing if you're still interested.
Stuff I've had literally now for over a year.... I really have no good excuse.
RAWR!!
^_^
hey little solly, i've not been here in a while!
i know you have a new blog up, but i had to comment on this one!!
good on you girl!!
love ya solly!
♥
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