Jinkee_jangler

Astral Spaces
2004-05-06 14:56:41 (UTC)

Oh good grief.

You know, you'd think I'd get over it. He never calls,
writes, asks to see me anymore...It's all I can do to keep
any sort of a relationship alive. He wants me to move in,
but he doesn't want me to come over tonite---it'd interfere
with his damned e.q. I swear, I'm more jealous of that
computer game than I would be if he were seeing another
girl. Okay, maybe not quite...but pretty close. It's
just...you know, I'm living and breathing...I respond to
touch and words...I'm soft and cuddly :p...but he'd still
rather have that damned computer game in his life. When
the (insert f bomb) am I going to grow up and realize this?

He's a bum. He is! No job, no job prospects, not even
looking for a job...no car....not even caring towards his
mom (or I for that matter). He ignores me unless I'm in
his bed. He seems to forget I exist for the entire time
I'm not in front of his face. What the crap kind of a
relationship is this? We break up every month on the dot.
This is ludicrous. Why do I put myself through this?

Sure, he says he wants to marry me. But how the crap would
he handle living with me if he can't handle seeing me more
than on the weekends?!?!? Good god. I'm tired of this.
I'm tired of bitching and moaning. You know, Dominic
doesn't treat me like this...and I'm not even dating him.

Dominic takes me out at least once a week, and talks to me
every night (of his own damned accord!!) and wants to see
me more than that. I get the impression he would see me
every nite if he could. Why the f I don't just dump the
damned old uncaring loser for the sweet, attentive (albeit
unexperienced) Dominic?

Because I'm a woman, and women like men who treat them like
shit. You know, fellas, we know we do this. We know the
guys we're with most often don't deserve us. Why we put up
with it...that's what we can't figure out.

God I hate feeling like I'm wasting my life.




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