Anonyblog

Remember

Remember how you went off on me for inviting that girl over for a drink because she was upset; just to be nice and offer her something she didn't have, a friend to listen?
Remember how you scoffed at me when I tried to be honest and direct about the most important of things?
Remember how you lied to my face, but instead of pushing you out the door, I let you in my bed in the hopes you'd come clean?
Remember when you said we make a good team?
Remember when you said you love me?
Remember when you blew me off for some other guy? And the time you did it again for someone else? And the time after that and so on? Remember how I always forgave you and trusted you anyway?
Remember how I let you label me, but you were never marked by me?
Remember the times I called you a lesbian, because of that actress you said you'd do? How you'd get upset? I shoulda noticed the similiarties of the tells you have when you lie. You fucking lesbo.
Remember how you'd swear homosexuality is wrong and a sure-fire ticket into hell? That's a real funny story now, thanks to irony.
I really don't think you're a lesbian though, even though you do those things with that girl from work behind his back. I just think that you're that attention starved, or lack that much self-esteem, or are just that damn inconciderate of the mental well-being of others, you offer them the hopes of you, just to bleed them off all they're worth, just so you can be happy.
Wow, I can't believe how selfish you are.
What the hell did I do? You know, I've done nothing but forgive, encourage, support, cherish, respect, adore, and even attempted to love you. I gave honesty and compassion and everything I had, but you gave nothing. And when I deserve the most, you tuck tail and run. You attempted to reconcile, but your attempt offered no reconciliation. You take no responsibility for any of you actions. You just want to forgive and forget, but how could I forgive you if you've done no wrong? I know you did wrong, you know it as well, but if you won't admit to it, I have no proof. And if you don't admit, I have no reason to be angry, but I am. And you can't get me to not be angry, because you know why I'm angry. You know the only way to pacify me would be with truth and reason, but instead you dig me a deeper hole of your lies. But I can't walk away from you. Oh no. I promised I wouldn't. I was told ..
Fuck it. It doesnt matter.

I'm high. Have been everyday this week. I'm as cool as you now, so can we hang out? Or will that interfer with the meaningless sex with your husband that you're probably too high to even notice? Or whatever lesbian activity that you're doing, but since it's you and you're so damn perfect, it's ok to do? Or anything else completely contradicting the person you once said you wanted to be?