Just when you think you've met someone that isn't predictable or average...they go to a strip club on you.
You know, whatever. I've become numb to feeling anything anymore. You say you'll call but you don't, you tell me you care but you don't. And all the while I actually give a fuck what you're saying when I should be blocking you out. Because I know the truth...or I say I do. I can't stand it...I can't stand being second best to anything...because I would never put you below anything I do. And everything you say is a lie...
And so for a while, I'll give in to the sadness...the depression because there is nothing left for me to give in to but these things. I hope you find it...'it' being whatever it is that you want...because apparently I'm not it. So, I quit.
*Always.
Caitlin
Sometimes those most worthy of love are not made happy by it. ~Dangeous Liaisons
It is on the strength of observation that one finds a way; so we must dig and delve unceasingly. ~Claude Monet 1840-1926