Friday, August 20, 2010
It's funny how I know I should be treated, but I sit here settling for less. I know it's my decision to stick around but.. Idk. It's funny too how my friends are gentlemen and they do more gentlemen-y things for me than you've done ever. They won't dare not open a door and let me work first, they offer to do things for me, etc. I feel like I'm naggy as fuck with you. Why don't you ever try to do nice things for me for once? But I guess, why do you need to? I'm not your girlfriend. You don't need to be cute, or nice, or spontaneous. It really pisses me off that for my birthday YOU couldn't even call me. You couldn't get me a fucken card. You couldn't take me out to dinner. None of that. When I got brownies, balloons, flowers, and cake from everyone else. I don't think it cost more than $5 to get me a card and bake me some brownies. It's like everyone but you thinks about me. I shouldn't have to bug you about this kinda stuff, especially for a year and a half. Would YOU ever surprise me and get me a white chocolate mocha frap with soy? Do you even remember I can't drink milk? Didn't think so. I hate feeling like I need to go elsewhere to get attention and affection. I feel guilty that I feel that way but you don't bother to try and satisfy my needs. I shouldn't compare but I catch myself doing so. "Oh, Nick doesn't doesn't do that for me.." I get it, you're not my boyfriend but if we're gonna keep this whatever the fuck this thing is going, then you gotta step it up or you're gonna get to steppin. If you wanna leave I won't stop you. As much as it'll hurt and I'll be heartbroken, you didn't even do the bare minimum for me. You do nothing for me emotionally except hurt me. I wanna feel cared about. Be affectionate, be cute, be something.. Hold my hand once and awhile, kiss me, hug me, something!! I'm done asking you. If you won't do it then you won't do it. I've reminded you enough times. Eventually I'll just get to my breaking point. I want someone who'll recognize my needs and who'll do something about them. I want someone who wants me. I'm done with the chase. It's old and quite frankly not worth it. I wanna know why I'm still here after so long and all that shit I've felt.
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