Anyway, I got crapped on by him again. This time I took the bus to the train station to meet him. The plan was for us to ride on the train together and split at different spots-me to go downtown and him to go to work. After playing text tag with non-informational messages, I called him once I reached the train stop just to find out that he had went on without me. I SNAPPED. I mean...SNAPPED. You sent me on a BAM (bullsh*t a** mission) in 8 degree weather, of course I was going to snap! It ended with him telling me that I need help. Like that's some type of news to me.
Well after crying from frustration, mr. cherry b
omb consoled me with the "its not his fault, its your fault" technique. Strangely enough, I was able to see how right he was. The fact that I gave this guy the leverage to screw with my head was my fault...not his. It wasn't that hard to get over the stress. With mr.cherry bomb giving me the sweetest attention ever, I was able to bounce back quickly.
omb consoled me with the "its not his fault, its your fault" technique. Strangely enough, I was able to see how right he was. The fact that I gave this guy the leverage to screw with my head was my fault...not his. It wasn't that hard to get over the stress. With mr.cherry bomb giving me the sweetest attention ever, I was able to bounce back quickly.While hanging out with him, I realized what I've been missing. Friendship. None of these guys have been my friend, and I'm guessing that's pretty important? I'm not trying to wed mr. cherry bomb or anything but his presence has been helping put things into perspective for me. Well, I've got some errands to run so I better get on that...l8ta g8ta
