Unfortunately I am not dead. So, with that being said, figured i’d update on everything from this weekend to all of the zero people who give a shit.
This is all part of Friday night. This all happened after my previous rant post. Things got worse obviously. Her being stuck on the bus for a billion hours and stuff. Now I understand it’s all very stressful and I’d be pissed off too and stuff. In fact, I understand completely because a few weeks before when I took it down to Socal the same thing happened to me. I was stuck in the middle of nowhere for 14 hours. Anyways, here are some screen shots of just a couple of texts from Friday night…
As you can imagine…. I felt awesome.
The fucked up part was, My stupid ass actually went to go get her. Because I’m a dumb piece of shit.
I drove 3 hours on way, to go get her from the station she was stranded at. Then another 3 hours back to my place. What the fuck is wrong with me? Anyone else in the world would have said “you can go fuck yourself” and left her bitch ass there and never talk to her again. Why didn’t I do that? So stupid… It’s like I know what I should do, and yet I still make the worst decisions ever. (By the way, not a single thank you, ungrateful as fuck)
I showed up at 2am, and she was sitting outside at a table. I walked up, we didn’t say anything to each other. I sat down next to her, and put my arm around her, and her head found its way resting on my shoulder burying itself into my neck as she put her arms around my waist. She started crying really softly. I gently kissed her on her forehead. She held back her tears for a second to mumble out the softest and saddest “I’m sorry…” I’ve ever heard. All I said was “I know. It’s okay.” even though it wasn’t at all. But I didn’t want to deal with any of this anymore. So I just let it be. We grabbed all her stuff and headed back home. She fell asleep instantly in the car, I don’t blame her. Long stressful day for both of us.
Honestly, the whole time she was here everything was fine. Until she had to leave, then she was really sad as usual. We both were.
I don’t really know where this leaves us. And I don’t really know what will happen between us. I’m not sure still if I want an “us” anymore. She feels the same way I’m sure. After all of this, on top of all the other bullshit before all this happened, I just don’t know anymore.
Not that she cares or anything, because she always feels like she doesn’t do anything wrong. She has even told me before that she doesn’t need this relationship and doesn’t need me. so i dont know, but I just want to state for the record:
I have not forgiven her for how she treated me.
I don’t know if I ever will be able to.