A Hungry, Tired, Bitchy Cat.

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I’m young and shouldn’t care about dating or anything like that, but it bugs me. I’ve never been in a relationship, ever been hit on, or even been asked out. I just want to know what’s it’s like to have someone view you as attractive, not just a friend. I don’t know what that’s like. I’m not ugly (at least in my opinion) or mean (also in my opinion). It’s just not fair that others who can be nasty jerks, who are younger than me, have felt what it’s like to be cared about in that sense. I’m not complaining I’m wishing I had that experience.

You fucked it up. You fucked it up real bad. You threw away a good thing and someone who worshiped the ground you walked on. So fuck you for being a prick. You were happy, you were so fucking happy and you loved him so much, so why did you hurt him? Yeah I know you didn’t mean to, and yeah I guess the fact that you started to care about someone else showed that maybe he wasn’t the one, but what made those feelings go away? What blinded you so much that you thought you could get away with having it all? You greedy son of a bitch. And you lost him, the most kind, sweet, wonderful, caring person you’ve ever met. You lost probably the best boyfriend you’re ever going to have. Good job you fucking piece of shit, way to fuck things up again.

Oh and by the way, just so you know, that “kind, sweet, wonderful, caring” person you thought you had, would have never done half the things he did to you if he really did care about you.

Some and now none of you

I’m young and shouldn’t care about dating or anything like that, but it bugs me. I’ve never been in a relationship, ever been hit on, or even been asked out. I just want to know what’s it’s like to have someone view you as attractive, not just a friend. I don’t know what that’s like. I’m not ugly (at least in my opinion) or mean (also in my opinion). It’s just not fair that others who can be nasty jerks, who are younger than me, have felt what it’s like to be cared about in that sense. I’m not complaining I’m wishing I had that experience.

You fucked it up. You fucked it up real bad. You threw away a good thing and someone who worshiped the ground you walked on. So fuck you for being a prick. You were happy, you were so fucking happy and you loved him so much, so why did you hurt him? Yeah I know you didn't mean to, and yeah I guess the fact that you started to care about someone else showed that maybe he wasn't the one, but what made those feelings go away? What blinded you so much that you thought you could get away with having it all? You greedy son of a bitch. And you lost him, the most kind, sweet, wonderful, caring person you've ever met. You lost probably the best boyfriend you're ever going to have. Good job you fucking piece of shit, way to fuck things up again.

“If you want it, I’ll throw a lasso around it and pull it down for you. Hey! That’s a pretty good idea! I’ll give you the moon, Mary.” -It’s a Wonderful Life

I hate it when I break my code for life and let myself expect more than I’m capable of. Because then I get disappointed, and I hate myself even more than before. Because I am shit, and shouldn’t expect anything more than “satisfactory” from myself.