Yep, I'm over it

It’s sad and pathetic how guys get sometimes. I have one following me around and another one getting mad that I’m not including him in my “journal” even though I’ve said before that I made them private. He wants to challenge who I’m writing about and weather or not I’m getting his text messages. He thinks that I should be dropping everything to talk to him and go out of my way to bend over backwards and tell him that he matters to me.

I’m not that girl.

I wouldn’t talk to you if you didn’t matter to me. I’m not into the cheesy “I’ll do everything for you” bull shit.

Come on!

I just got out of a three year shit relationship and you’re worried about how I make YOU feel? Really? Get over yourself.

Apparently I suck at being me and you should just do it for me? Ya? Would that make you happy?

Here’s my question:

What the fuck makes you think that you’re so fucking special that after everything I’ve been through, you have the right to tell me what I should and shouldn’t be doing for YOU? I don’t even get online to tell my dad that my phone isn’t working and, here’s something else, I didn’t even know my phone wasn’t working until my dad called the work phone to see if I was ok. So, please excuse me for not magically knowing that you were trying with all your heart to reach me because I had no idea there was a fucking problem.

I know, it’s my fault, I should have known better because I should be putting you first, COMPLETELY.

Fuck off.

That’s what I have to say about that. I haven’t even gotten to do what I want to for a month before you freak the fuck out about how important you think you should be. No way dude. If I wanted a guy like that, I’d have kept the last one.

And making assumptions about who I’m talking about is pretty fuckin retarded too. You look so stupid when you try to play detective and act like you’re a bad ass and it turns out that this guy that you are getting all jealous of (which ironically is the same person Logan was all pissy about) Is actually my uncle who has cancer that I just got back in touch with. I’d like to take a moment to applaud your amazing skills and your ability to completely fuck it all up…again…because…AGAIN…you were wrong.

So, you’ve done a fantastic job! You have succeeded in making yourself exactly like the person I’ve told you about so many times that I hate. I’m glad I learned this early on.