Fuck this rejection.
Someone take all this rejection, the hurt, the fucking bitterness, and flush it down the toilet. I hate this.
The thing is, the people who've been rejecting me probably won't even read this.
They're much too busy with their own lives to deal with my bitching.
I've been taking it, hoping it was misunderstanding, the failure to connect all just bad timing... but the consistency is really starting to dig its way into me.
Every time I think of these girls, I feel like someone's pulling my heart out of me, gripping tight, squeezing it til it swells up in protest. Do they not realize that losing friends HURTS? I used to cry with these people... Laugh with them... Think with them... Create with them...
Why do they think it's okay to do this to me? In what universe is this humane or RIGHT?
When did they stop loving me, and what could I have done to prevent it?
Just because we change as we grow, doesn't mean we have to leave behind friendships, not always, especially when we still laugh and smile when we see each other. ESPECIALLY if we've made the specific promise to be there for each other.
I'll be here for YOU, girls. After all we've been through, after all I've done for you, why is it so hard to be there for me?
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