03.16.06 - 12:19 pm

i wouldnt be so bitter if the reason we broke up was just a mutual desire to see other people. or even if she wanted to and i didnt. granted, yes that last scenario would hurt far more than the former, but all the same...its alot easier to swallow than what occurred.

if sarah hadnt continually tried to convince me that it was me she wanted so badly. and that i shouldnt worry about her and other guys because shes just not interested. or that drinking and partying werent interesting to her anymore. if sarah hadnt come back after a 7 month hiatus and wormed her way back into my life just to fuck it up again, i wouldnt be so angry. i wouldnt be so hurt. and i would probably be a bit more pleasant for her to be around.

but in all reality, shes...doing exactly as i predicted she would. shes changing herself to fit a mold. an image. she needs to look a certain way to be as attractive as possible to no one in particular, but in order for her to feel important. and i see it every two days now...her looking more and more like a porn star or someone on the verge of going to a club. its amazing, really.

and i really fucking hate your attitude.