Take me as I am
Thursday 19th August, 2010 - 9:42pm with 2 comments
Fuck you. I’m not even going to bother pointing out who you are. The lot of you, the very lot of you. People, people, people. From a young age, my bitterness towards people has gotten me nowhere, but I insist that in this day and age and in this life, it is the essence of my contemplations. Fuck the world.
No. To put it simply, though: boys and girls can be friends, so fuck you if you think otherwise. I don’t even want to tell you how much I want to punch that into your closed-minded brain, but I do. I don’t even want to prove it to you, living out a friendship with one of my guy friends for however many years you even deem “friends” to be called “friends”.
Option 1: Just accept it and move on.
Which you’re not going to fucking do until you know, huh? So you just have to go on and ask my oldest “brother” about everything because you won’t ask it to my fucking face. Oh hell yeah. Idiot.
I don’t understand. Just because you spend a lot of time with someone of the opposite gender, it doesn’t mean they’re your partner, or you’re a couple. If that was so totally the case, I think I might have had, what, 7 evil exes by now? (Yeah you, Scott Pilgrim reference, just FYI.) So I’ll have you know, from myself right here, that I’ve got James and that is that.
Option 2: The PSWA.
I would not recommend this; I’ll slaughter you and feed your guts to the fish in the rivers. An old friend of mine went behind my back (after everything I thought he did for me) and called me the PSWA – paedophile slut with AIDS. Yeah, to say I was hurt is a fucking understatement.
The norms of society are completely corrupted. The same way gays struggle to have a normal place in this world. I couldn’t even date someone a few days younger than me without being verbally mutilated. Then, came the short bunch. Not to mention that one short ex-boyfriend led to a lathering of degrading words on my part, bringing back all previous crushes and squishes, what have you. (And thoughts of possible asexuality right now seep through and sort of sting.)
Option 3: Ignore it.
The option I’d like to take, but very well can’t. These things hurt. And I’d just like to prove my initial point to you with logic. You cannot have love without friendship. Love is a friendship that has caught fire. People in love are in a relationship. If a girl and boy can fall in love, they can be friends.
It’s just that simple. If you fall in love, you have an underlying friendship. To end this just as I started, fuck you.
Posted on: Thursday, August 19th, 2010 at 9:42 pm
Categories: Friends, Love, Rants
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Sarah
Thursday 19th August, 2010 at 9:48 pm
Georgie, whoever this person (or people) is/are, they can go fuck themselves.
Some people have nothing better to do than start shit with people and these are people you’re better off without. You and James have been together for a long time, if you were going to cheat or whatever these people are saying, I would have thought you’d have done it before now.
I hope everything is ok *massive hug* ♥
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