Grr, have you ever been so mad that you've actually wanted to kill someone and take another and run?
That probably makes no sense what so ever. It does to me, though. For the longest time I have liked a guy. He used to like me... or so I was told. We had the best relationship. It never turned into anything, but it was a very trusting friendship that was said to last a lifetime. Me and him used to be so differant with echother. We would talk and joke around, and we trusted echother. He was and is the only person I trust in my life. Insane. Then a while back I heard about how he wanted to kiss me. Then some dumb blonde bitch named Jamie came into the picture, talked shit, never even knew me, and stole him away from me. I warned him about this trash he picks up. He's such a sweet and sensitive guy. He's so caring. He's been the only man in my life that's ever meant anything to me. I could never hurt him. Didn't he see that he had someone who wanted him more than anything in the world, standing right in front of his eyes!? I warned him about these girls. Now here's my next story. It's about a girl names Liz. I knew she was trouble from the minute I talked to her. I saw a girl using Dan for self-pity, who would leave him at any minute. Then I found out from a girl who knows her better than any that she is a "slut" and "craves pity" and is "using dan" and is "terrible". I was fucking right. Grrr. I felt so hurt. The one thing i want, I can't have. And I have to watch this happen to me and him. Does anybody have any idea what I'm talking about?