the day after
breakup #2 with bf. still fucking hurts like a goddamn mother fucker.
i am sad. sad. sad. sadness and hurt is slowly giving way to anger. i'm angry at bf for treating me like shit. i'm angry he can't love me & give me what i need. i'm angry at myself for accepting less than i deserve. i'm just angry at everything.
just all the little shitty things bf did (or didn't do) are coming into my mind. never buying me flowers. hardly ever telling me i'm pretty or he loves me. doing nothing for valentine's day (true he was out of town on the 14th, but he still could have done something on the 15th!). i have a b-day next week, & i'm sure he wasn't planning on doing anything for it.
wtf was i thinking? what happened to me that i would accept this treatment???
i hate him. but at the same time i miss him terribly. i still love that asshole.
i am sad. sad. sad. sadness and hurt is slowly giving way to anger. i'm angry at bf for treating me like shit. i'm angry he can't love me & give me what i need. i'm angry at myself for accepting less than i deserve. i'm just angry at everything.
just all the little shitty things bf did (or didn't do) are coming into my mind. never buying me flowers. hardly ever telling me i'm pretty or he loves me. doing nothing for valentine's day (true he was out of town on the 14th, but he still could have done something on the 15th!). i have a b-day next week, & i'm sure he wasn't planning on doing anything for it.
wtf was i thinking? what happened to me that i would accept this treatment???
i hate him. but at the same time i miss him terribly. i still love that asshole.
posted by issuegirl at 2:13 PM
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