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*sigh*
*bigger sigh*
*Sigh o' Death*
Ugh! I hate myself so much. Okay, so, Mr. Journal, lemme give you the news on my most recent screw up. You see, I had a girlfriend two days ago. And, she was probably, no, definitely, the best I could've asked for right then. But, of course, I had to go and get all flirty with my ex, and one thing lead to another, and we "connected intimately", as I like to call it. The whole day after that, I was in a mid-state of shock. I didn't know what to do. I thought she wanted me back, but what about Brittany? What about all the time we've shared, and memories we've created? Was I really willing to throw all of that way on a sliver of hope? Well, my friends, the answer is yes. I was, I did, and now, I can't think of myself as a good person anymore. I ruined it; destroyed it completely.I had the best girlfriend in the world; the best for me in a very, very long time. I didn't realize what I had done until she had drifted out of arms' reach. Now, she's gone forever, and though she still claims to love me, I wish she wouldn't. There's nothing to love about the person who ripped your heart out, tore it in half, ate one half, spit it back out, and ran over it five times, before microwaving it. Yes, that's what I did to her, and every girlfriend I've ever had. That's me for you; he guy who seems like the greatest until you get to know him. He turns out to be a complete man-slut, who would jump at the next opportunity to make an "acquaintance". That's what I am. Nothing but a filthy whore that should be shot if the face repeatedly, kicked in the pancreas, and have his dead body castrated, all the while defiling it with human excretions. That's not even close to the punishment I deserve, but, I'm too upset to think of a more suitable clause. Well, I should end this. It's 4am, and if I don't sleep now, I will die. Maybe that's for the better...
Anyways, Ttyl, Journal and readers,
Johnny-aka-the Man-whore.
 QAceQ · Sat Oct 03, 2009 @ 08:58am · 2 Comments |
