She's Got Issues.
When kissing a girl that I really fancy, and don't just intend to have sex with, among the last things I want at that exact moment is an abusive[ish] message from a disgruntled ex-girlfriend.
Nonetheless, on Saturday the 17th of February, as I made my way from one person's 21st Birthday Party to another's 40th birthday party... I stopped to Kiss a girl that I've had my eye on for quite a while.
Barely had I even slipped my tongue in between her gentle lips when I heard what was once known as "special" in the Nokia messaging tones list.
So, I apologise, take out my phone, and burst out with incredulous laughter. Then, the battery on my phone dies. Hmm.
Undeterred, I switched it back on, and another segment of message came through, causing it to die again.
[This process was repeated several times.]
Finally... I got a 5or6-part message, which read:
"Nothing wrong? So making me give you head before you dumped me wasn't wrong? Texting me saying horrible stuff wasn't wrong? Using me once we split up wasn't wrong? Saying we could get back together when you knew I loved you wasn't wrong? Starting an argument every fucking time we speak isn't wrong? That's why I hate talking to you. That's why I hate being near you and that's why I'm so fucking glad if I did have "double standards" cause it gets me the fuck away from you.
You broke my heart a year ago, then again n again. I'm NEVER letting you hurt me again."
[sic]
Now... When I'm standing kissing a potential girlfriend [thisisrare]... I don't really want to hear these kind of misguided tirades. I don't want abuse being launched at me like a sewage-filled missile. I don't need to have a despairing maiden offloading all of her burdens onto me. No... what I want is a kiss, damnit.
Of course, I decided to let it serve as a warning to the girl I was standing with, and let her know that:
"Just in case you ever go out with me, look forward to all this misery."
Thankfully, she laughed. Must like me, I guess?
Of course, that wasn't the end of my wittiness regarding the situation. No, no, no.
Upon arriving at the 40th 10minutes later, I proceeded to show everyone this incredulous list of accusations, and was given sound advice from my exgirlfriend [and now best friend]'s mum, whom I have been on speaking terms with for years.
"Text her back and say she gave shit head."
So, I did.
Moral High Ground stance? non-existent.
Maturity level? Much greater than K's.
[for those of you who know me, K is the initial of said disgruntled ex.]
Nonetheless, on Saturday the 17th of February, as I made my way from one person's 21st Birthday Party to another's 40th birthday party... I stopped to Kiss a girl that I've had my eye on for quite a while.
Barely had I even slipped my tongue in between her gentle lips when I heard what was once known as "special" in the Nokia messaging tones list.
So, I apologise, take out my phone, and burst out with incredulous laughter. Then, the battery on my phone dies. Hmm.
Undeterred, I switched it back on, and another segment of message came through, causing it to die again.
[This process was repeated several times.]
Finally... I got a 5or6-part message, which read:
"Nothing wrong? So making me give you head before you dumped me wasn't wrong? Texting me saying horrible stuff wasn't wrong? Using me once we split up wasn't wrong? Saying we could get back together when you knew I loved you wasn't wrong? Starting an argument every fucking time we speak isn't wrong? That's why I hate talking to you. That's why I hate being near you and that's why I'm so fucking glad if I did have "double standards" cause it gets me the fuck away from you.
You broke my heart a year ago, then again n again. I'm NEVER letting you hurt me again."
[sic]
Now... When I'm standing kissing a potential girlfriend [thisisrare]... I don't really want to hear these kind of misguided tirades. I don't want abuse being launched at me like a sewage-filled missile. I don't need to have a despairing maiden offloading all of her burdens onto me. No... what I want is a kiss, damnit.
Of course, I decided to let it serve as a warning to the girl I was standing with, and let her know that:
"Just in case you ever go out with me, look forward to all this misery."
Thankfully, she laughed. Must like me, I guess?
Of course, that wasn't the end of my wittiness regarding the situation. No, no, no.
Upon arriving at the 40th 10minutes later, I proceeded to show everyone this incredulous list of accusations, and was given sound advice from my exgirlfriend [and now best friend]'s mum, whom I have been on speaking terms with for years.
"Text her back and say she gave shit head."
So, I did.
Moral High Ground stance? non-existent.
Maturity level? Much greater than K's.
[for those of you who know me, K is the initial of said disgruntled ex.]
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