|I got played...|
I got played...
Feb. 22nd, 2004 @ 06:38 am
I just did a massive posting about it, but decided it can't be made public. But I got played, and finally came to my senses and the full realization tonight. Fucking someone right next to me without even including me is pretty brutally point blank.
The relationship wasn't even fun, really... I don't know why I stuck around so long. He gave me just enough to keep me interested and holding on while he continued to persue every cute boy he could think of. That's what makes him a player, and what shows that I got played... He kept telling me he liked me and made me think he wanted it to grow, when he didn't. He got what he wanted... the cute boy... and moved on.
I'll deal with it the best way I know how... but I got played... and it's very, very frustrating/annoying/painful/uncomfortable/unusual.
|Date:||February 22nd, 2004 11:29 am (UTC)|| |
for what it's worth...a cyber-hug for you.
He gave me just enough to keep me interested and holding on while he continued to persue every cute boy he could think of.
first thing that came to mind: Tears for Fears "Head over heels"You keep your distance with a system of touch.. and gentle persuasion, I'm lost in admiration, dude, I need you this much....
My friend Ceci has this hair stylist who is covered in violent, dark tattoos. Except for one, which was this pretty rose on her forearm. Ceci pointed to it and remarked how pretty it was. The tattoed sylist gave her a withering look and turned her wrist over. The stem of the rose, twisted and thorny, looped out to spell the words, "Boys Lie."
I always remember that when I'm feeling bitter.
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