An ill-timed trip to Vegas with Dan this past weekend...we had it planned since May but the move and the bills got the best of me...and well now I have a negative balance on my checking account.
Yum.
The trip was fun, I guess...Dan and I had some good times, but mostly it all soured at the end and we basically took our bickering out on a road trip...just the same bullshit. I don't know why I thought moving out with him was a good idea, when the fights and squabbles were so glaringly obvious to both of us.
I loathe him sometimes. Too much to explain.
Broke and angry, I find out that Anthony is seeing a new girl:
[3:50:56 PM] Anthony: I have some news for ya
[3:50:59 PM] Anthony: hahaha
[3:51:00 PM] me: oh yeah?
[3:51:10 PM] me: what?
[3:51:10 PM] Anthony: I met someone finally
[3:51:21 PM] me: happy day!!
[3:51:32 PM] Anthony: yeah, I was introduced
[3:51:40 PM] Anthony: she's great, almost too good to be true
Knife through my motherfucking heart. Yeah, I do deserve that. It's my mantra now....yeah, I had it coming.
My jealousy creeps into my heart...he shows me her picture:

Oh, Anthony is not done yet:
[3:54:36 PM] Anthony: we were distant at first but as the night went out started making out (this is at a party btw) and went to the restroom for privacy
[3:54:49 PM] Anthony: and came this (-) close to sex
[3:54:53 PM] Anthony: but I was like "we should wait"
[3:55:00 PM] Anthony: so, I guess I really like her
[3:55:01 PM] Anthony: haha
He gushes over her for most of the conversation:
[4:00:00 PM] Anthony: haha
[4:00:18 PM] Anthony: she doesn't like that I'm a Marine
[4:00:23 PM] Anthony: and I was like "I hate it too!!!"
[4:00:32 PM] Anthony: she laughed
[4:00:35 PM] Anthony: x2 BONUS
*sigh*
Then I see a picture of my ex Paul on Facebook and I decide it's time to evaluate where I went wrong:

Yeah, I used to fuck this guy on the regular...he looks like a handsome geek model, right? I think he's gorgeous....I miss his voice...I miss...so much about him.
I miss my old life. Dates, being broke but being happy...kissing a hot white guy on cold Berkeley nights...never worrying about money.
Now I'm unhappy and broke, living with the biggest dick in all of Reseda. I hate my life and who I've become.
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