Why is it that some people just can not accept the friendship you know they need? I have extended my hand hundreds of times to this person and I get bitten every time. I'm done. You shouldn't have to chase people. You shouldn't feel the need to explain your intentions to someone. Or wonder why they're being SUCH an asshole. I'm done. I'm not interesting in doing this dance anymore. Quite frankly, I don't care for dancing and my feet hurt. OVER IT.
I'm not sure if it's the rain or what it is, but I feel really down today. Grumpy, even. Just in one of those "fuck it" moods. I left work early and was ok for about 15 minutes and then a certain someone that I share a house with said something about the kitchen and it just set me off. I'm so tired of half-assery. I can't.
One day, this shittastic day will be a distant memory and I will be on the beach with MM in Punta Cana... drinking my cares away and getting a delicious tan.
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