Friday, July 11, 2008

venting - sorta.

the problem wasnt that i wasnt trusting you, or i didnt want to share what happened with you.
the truth is that there are some parts of my life that i dont want to explain. I dont want to dig into my memories to tell you why a person would tell me something that would make me cry. i dont want to spend 3 hours -wasting my time- talking about things that i dont want to talk. just because you ask.


the problem wasnt you asking me about what happened. it was HOW you asked.
the tone of your voice was like you were demanding to know what was going on. trust? i trust you. but i'm not a person who's gonna go open my whole life to you right now. did i make mistaking talking about my life? yes.
lesson learned.
go figure.


the problem is not that you eat, is that after you eat you leave a mess everywhere. if you see that i just cleaned the kitchen, be nice and clean after yourself. i'm not your slave. eat in the kitchen, not all over the house.

the problem with your letter is that you believe that the key to happiness is that, and i've seen over and over again it's not true. would it help? yeah. may be. idk. i dont think it'd work for me because of how my life has changed. but i do appreciate what you said to me. didn't see any support, but it was nice of you to take time and write me. I'm not planning on replying, btw.

the problem is not me telling you my things. it's how NEGATIVE you're about all the stuff i tell you: oh no! you're gonna hit traffic, oh no! you're gonna get a huge bill, oh no! you're not gonna find what you need! I mean. fuck it. why so negative! come on!!!! in life you have to wait, you have to take turns and you have to do many things you dont like -like waiting. I DO NOT CARE!

the problem with Bon Jovi is getting me upset and really mad. who the f*&() do you think you are to be so mean about it? I asked you if you had gotten tickets for the concert at CP and you said: i wouldnt go even if they pay me $100. you dont like them, that' ok. i do. what about a little more of respect? that would include other things too...

the problem with the wrong txt msgs is that i'm sorry i didnt talk to you about it. i should have. i should have talked about it and said, hey, i dont want to. i didnt. i just didnt do it and you got a msg that wanst supposed to be for you. you're ignoring me now - which i understand. that's ok. my fault. i'm sorry.

the problem with you, is you.
I called you and then you called me and i found out things i didnt want to hear. or i did. but those things hurt. made me cry.
i dont want to stop being friends with you, but what you say hurts me. a lot. more than you know. i can't ask you to stop. but you're old enough. you should know what things to tell me and which things you wouldnt even have to mention.

the problem with always is that i cry everytime.
for you.

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