Saturday, September 27, 2014

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Yeah, so... I kinda saw this coming. I just wish this wouldn't keep happening. Must there be something so wrong with me? Am I that inadequate?
Group dynamics always push me to the sidelines. I'm not as relevant as everyone else, not as important as everyone else. I don't know why I still bother to try to find somewhere I belong. I don't fit in anywhere anyway, and I'm not about to change essential parts of myself just to do so. This internal conflict hits me so often and I haven't found a way around it. I can live with it, but it doesn't change the fact that it eats at me.
One of the many things that corrode my soul. Slowly killing me from the inside out, and I try to find a release to get it out but that is only temporary. My soul is my poison and it's coursing through my veins.
This is how you become the living dead.

I'm hanging by a thread|11:32 PM|

Monday, September 22, 2014

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What are you gaining from this?

You can't tell me what's special about her besides her physical attributes and her intelligence. Intelligence is not all that hard to find, and in the words of Scott Fitzgerald, "beautiful things grow to a certain height and they fail and fade off..."
You can't tell me what you like about her that's not physical or regarding intelligence, other than the way she treats you when times are good. WHEN TIMES ARE GOOD. Half the time it's great, and the other half it's at the opposite end of the spectrum. How worth it is this?
You can't even think of something about her, independent of your presence in her life, that you like. You can't tell me something unique or special about her that means something to you that exists within herself. 
I asked you why you wanted this so badly, and the only reason you could give me was because you wanted to win. It was about your ego trip. "She doesn't want me? I'll make her want me."
You came to a revelation about her disgusting level of selfishness. You decided that shit wasn't gonna fly and you were done.
All she had to do was say that she loves you and beg. And you're right where you started. 
She decides she wants you, and you're right there. She decides she doesn't, and you fall to your knees behind her. Once you start to turn around, she pulls you right back and you throw yourself at her feet. Again and again and again. How many fucking times can this happen before you realise that this is not going to work, and if it does it is not pragmatic at all. 

She can't even decide if she really wants you. Have you even noticed she only really wants you when you don't want her? 

She's incredibly selfish, you said it yourself. And when I asked, you said you couldn't live with that. She's entitled and cannot handle it when things don't go her way. So you're just gonna be her dog? Kicks you out when she feels like, cuddles you when she feels like, and no matter what you always run back to her. 
I'm in a position where I am very aware that the intensity of my opinion on her or what should happen is severely biased, and I don't fucking care. I will never acknowledge her. If you get married, she is not my family. 

If anyone has to be the dog, it shouldn't be you. How it goes for the rest of world is different, surely. Like I said, my opinion regarding this with you is so biased and idgaf. If anyone should be pushed and pulled, it shouldn't be you. You really wanna go long term with someone who doesn't think about how things affect you? It's all fucking about her. Indecision is a decision. She doesn't know what she fucking wants, and she pulls you in right with her. She doesn't care how her want-don't-want attitude is affecting you. It's all about how she feels, how she's unsure, how her decision changes, how THE ENTIRE PROCESS OF HER DECISION MAKING IS ABOUT HER AND HER OWN HAPPINESS, COMPLETELY DISREGARDING YOURS. 

It's not even like she's so amazing that you can't resist. You can't tell me a single characteristic of hers that you love. Only that you like how she treats you when things are good and without that, what is there? Intelligence? Please. You and I both know that would not be hard for you to find. Rich family and future financial stability? Please. You and I both know you don't have to 'marry rich' and you're more than capable of making enough money to live comfortably. This is not a substantial reason to stick around with someone who clearly does not value you and merely strings you along for whatever her mood dictates. She looks good to you? Everyone you've dated looked good to you, and there are plenty more you can get. As aforementioned, beauty fades. When you're 60 and she's 57, she's not gonna look so great. 
I can't stress enough how you cannot give me a single characteristic of hers that keeps you around. The way she treats you or how she understands you is not a characteristic of her as a person. It's a plus when someone has traits you already love. What keeps you coming back? Your ego trip. You tell me, is your fucking fragile ego worth all this shit? Effort, money, time. You can regain effort like you do energy, you can earn back your money. Time waits for no man. However long you're going to spend on this roller coaster ride with this girl is lost and lost forever. You were so sure you were seriously done, and before I know it you're right back where you fucking started. Doing it for your ego is one thing, but you're emotionally attached and that changes your vision. AND MAY I REITERATE that even though she comes back saying she's sorry and she loves you and wants you, she does still randomly decide that she doesn't and she doesn't consider your feelings at all. 
If you're not sure of how you feel, don't drag someone along for the ride. If you're unsure, tell them no first. How fucking selfish must you be to keep them around just in case or just for whenever you decide you want them... for a while. Like a goddamn dog. He is not your fucking dog. 

Years of womanising and winning at The Game, and this is what it's come to for you. I am fucking disappointed. 
You think you're winning cos she comes back and begs, but you're losing. You are fucking losing. You are the one on the leash. You are the one at her feet. 

I am actually quite sorry that this whole thing is making me lose some respect for you. 
You've probably used or emotionally hurt a lot of women with your years of womanising, and that's never a good thing. But if someone has to get hurt, I want that to never be you. If someone has to be strung along and treated like a dog, it's NEVER YOU. So many of them have already fucked you over, you're just setting yourself up for another round. And you damn well know it but you're doing it for the sake of your ego? Goddamn. Let it fucking go. 

This girl summons the fucking bitch inside me and I am not sorry. She does not deserve you in the least. She doesn't even deserve to breathe the same fucking air you breathe. I don't care what her story is. This is what she's doing to you and she's not even trying to think about your experience regarding it. She means nothing to me and always will. I don't care if you end up marrying her, on which I would bet money wouldn't happen. 

So cheers. Do whatever the fuck you want. I've discussed this with you several times and no matter what you come to at the end of these discussions, she's got you wrapped around her shitty little finger and there's nothing more I feel I can do. 

I'm hanging by a thread|11:22 PM|

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

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How did one phone call set me for weeks of thinking?
How did one comment instill so much doubt?
How did one thought bring me to tears?
How did one feeling send me running?

I'm hanging by a thread|12:37 AM|

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

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The people I admire most have the lowest opinions of me (at least that's how I feel). 
Wonder what that must say about me.

I'm hanging by a thread|8:25 PM|

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