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Wednesday, July 5, 2006


tool...
Ever just feel outright like your being used?
The breaking point came finally. I was nice, she liked my friend more than me, my friend who currently had a girlfriend and had cheated on many occaissions.
I knew her enough to know thoroughly that she had been hurt before, i tried to help but wasn't enough apparently. She liked my friend, even used the word loved....i knew she was gonna get hurt but she was happy so i let it be.
I held myself as she talked to me nightly only about him, she was worried that it bothered me, but through clenched jaw i said no.
I had driven her and a friend around town cuz they had no other ride, i wandered through endless stores with them when i did really give a shit.
My friend shows up and she hangs around him, and ends up leaveing with him, which was fine....i wouldn't have to take her home (less gas, whatever)
all fine, seetheing...but fine

But she pushed the last strain of my sincerity.
She asked if i liked her, if i would do her a favor....to drive her home early thursday morning.
I had my suspicions but said nothing, i got the truth from her with ease. She planned to spend all of tomorrow (meaning today....wednesday) with my friend, alone at his grandmother's house. I knew what they were gonna do there, she did not hide it.
Thats it, the sincerity is purged from my being for the time. Mr. Nice Guy is takeing a fucking break.

What do you do when the door mat screams?

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