Said cord snaps

So, basically, I’m sick of this shit.  Our plans only pull through about 17% of the time.  Needless to say, that’s well under satisfactory.

 

I’m sick of the stress and resentment you bring to me.  Lately, I’ve been thinking “Hey! I love him, we can hang out now…maybe we can get back together and be happy.”

No, we can’t.  We’ll never be happy.  I’ll never be happy so long as you continue to occupy my time with your selfish, reckless behavior.  You’ve become a major waste of my energy, and it’s just sad.  When the fuck did this become so hard?  Maybe it was hard from the start, but I was more tolerant then and…more..happy.

You may have given me the security of feeling asthough my life had a purpose, but the purpose was just to see you, and I can’t even accomplish that.   This, instead of  making me feel like a failure, just makes me dislike you more and more for wasting my time and ruining my purpose.  Things would go smoothly if they just ran the way they were planned, but you fuck that up incessantly.  Of course I realize this is sometimes not your fault…but to say it was never your fault would be a complete and utter untruth. 

I’m sick of buying into the false hope that you feed me on a daily basis.  I’m sick of being let down by you in the same ways over and over and over and over again.  But I guess that truly is my fault…for continuously having hope in something that is completely unrealistic.  I should be smarter than that.  I am smarter than that.

My wasting my time with you has been the biggest self-let-down of my life.  Yes, that’s right, I’m letting myself down by giving you the time of day. The statement may be mean, but so are you.

All I have to say is, I really hope you grow the Hell up before you break anyone else’s heart with your self-centered, babyish motives.  Either that, or I hope the next girl you pull this shit on kicks you in the ass as soon as you fuckin’ try it.