i did a bad, bad thing. i’m monumentally retarded. that’s all i can really say, there are no words for this kind of stupidity. i *know* i shouldn’t do it, i know it’s bad for me, i know that all it does is cause me pain and anguish and make me feel like a complete and utter fool…
but i do it anyway…
yeah, that’s right. i talked to the rockstar today :(
i hadn’t talked to him since the last time he called me, but we had an im convo today. it was just…fuck. why do i do this to myself? WHY?! i mean, he totally doesn’t care about me in the slightest, i don’t know why i even bother anymore…i really don’t.
and apparently i’m supposed to make good on promises i made when we were still together:
rockstar (15:34:43): you still owe me a show damnit
pineapple (15:34:53): excuse me?
rockstar (15:35:05): you do
pineapple (15:35:17): I owe you what now?
rockstar (15:35:21): you promiced me a show and you haven’t showed up to one yet
pineapple (15:35:45): um, did I know about them?
rockstar (15:35:57): no I mean years ago
pineapple (15:36:03): oh, low blow, that’s uncalled for
rockstar (15:36:11): no I wasn’t trying to be mean
rockstar (15:36:24): I was just trying to get youto come to a show when we start playing boston
do you have ANY IDEA how hard it was not to go into a tirade about all the fucking promises HE made ME and broke?! ANY FREAKING IDEA?!!?! ::growls:: just…WHAT THE FUCK!? how *dare* he say that shit to me…how fucking dare he!!!!!! and i didn’t say a god damned thing back. because i don’t think i would have ever stopped screaming.
and this just takes the cake, (re: his new band):
rockstar (15:41:09): it is cocky
pineapple (15:41:55): cocky?
rockstar (15:42:44): it just sounds cocky to say “were extra fancy”
::astonishment::
