Caterwauling

What was I just saying about go-nowhere friendships? I found out that the friend who has been making and canceling plans every weekend and pushing them out one week (for the past three weeks) continues to spend that time returning to the ex who bosses him around and makes him do shit for her.

You know, I was 100% in this for the friendship but, honey, that ain’t the kind of screwing I’m looking for. If you can’t possibly find time to hang out/go to lunch/do fun things WHEN YOU ASK ME but instead cater to her every fucking whim, lose my number. *deleting yours*

“If you don’t get drunk on my kiss
If you think you can do better than this
Then I guess we’re done
Let’s not drag this on
Consider me gone.
Consider me a memory.
Consider me the past.
Consider me a smile in an old photograph
Someone who used to make you laugh.”

— Reba McEntire, “Consider me Gone”

If that boy didn’t have an awesome head of hair, look 10 years younger than he really is and drive a hot sports car, I would NEVER have put up with his shit as long as I did.

It’s really fucked-up when two people actually do love (er, strongly like) each other … AT THE SAME TIME, for a change … and can’t get it to work.

I stopped holding on a long time ago. But I do muse that if he were losing his hair, looked his age and drove a boring car, I wouldn’t have looked twice, let alone hung on for that 1% chance that something would trigger correctly in his brain and make him continue to ACT on all those feelings toward me.

At least I can say I got a hot guy for a while. 😀 And judging by what came before me, he TOTALLY upgraded. Like I saw on FB recently, “Every bitch before me was a mistake and every bitch after me is a downgrade!”