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Saturday, November 25, 2006


   WTF?
What the f?
A week ago I had maybe one or two things going for me. Now? Nothing. Not even a boyfriend.
He. Dumped. Me.
The three haunting words that seem to beckon tears lately. But its true. He did. And I hate it. Out of nowhere, I start hearing he is cheating on me, and then I ask him. He acted suspicious, sure, but I trusted him. I think I hate that more than anything. How stupid I was to have trusted him. I trusted him alot, and he did this. Cheated on me, then told me we had to break up, so he could grow up a little.
Did I miss something? Wasn't I supposed to dump him? Then I could at least of had some dignity in it all. But no. I am so stupid. He cheats on me, then dumps me with a fuckin LETTER!
God. I love him though.
The dick. I still fuckin love him. And after all this, I can never trust him again. Never. Maybe.....maybe......if he proved his love or something cheesy like that. I always was a sucker for flowers and chocolate. But he would never do that. I will end up alone, and stupid. Not to mention the whole...I trusted him. The first guy I trust enough to let in my pants by my terms, and he does this! What am I supposed to do????
My whole body hirts now. My chest feels all tight. What happened? I thought he cared more. I thought...
Whatever.
My mom is nearby, so I should stop, before she gets wind of....
Oh yeah, and Danny. Danny aka Moms boyfriend. I tried not to let him know. But he got wind of something. I was washing dishes, and you know what he happened to say? "Hey, I bet your man is with some hot pussy tonight. I bet he is with another girl every night!" Then...he laughed. I held a knife to him, and said "Don't matter does it? He dumped me." Then I went back to washing. "Well, why did he do that?" I ignore this. Then, after a while....I was folding clothes. And you know what? Danny started in on this "I bet you feel like a whore? Don't you." I ignore. "You feel like a whore. I bet you gave it up to him all the time. Any chance you got. But he didn't want it did he? He liked your pussy, but it just wasn't virgin enough. Because you are a whore." Then I kneed him in the crotch.
Because you know what? I do feel like a whore. A bad one. Who doesn't deserve to live.

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