14 June 2009

Without cheesy, you wouldn't have cheesesteaks

I'm cleaning out my closet. Not because I don't have a lot of nice clothing (I do), but because I've realized there are a lot of people and things that I've held onto that I just don't need anymore. I'm not only not a better person with them still around, but I actually think I'm worse off than before. So, without getting too detailed -- maybe I should? That may come later, when I'm even more bitter than I already am -- I'm just going to say that sometimes, just like in relationships, friendships just don't work out. Sometimes, old habits die hard but they need to do just that.

I recently had a very good friendship going, I really thought I did. But because of circumstances partially out of my control, that ended. I'm going to say partially because I think that everything that happens in my life, I have at least some control over. This time was no different, but it just hurts a little more than before. I'm a pretty social guy, I can make friends relatively easily. I used to trust people really easily, probably to a fault. So when this girl and I started hitting it off so well right off the bat, and talking, spending time (but not too much time, we are both very independent people in that sense) together, etc...I really knew, or in hindsight, thought, that it was that start of a very good thing. Well, now because of some other things not panning out (this is the "beyond my control" part), I had to cancel/rearrange plans one too many times. It mostly had to do with money, but I don't want to get too into that on here; I'm relatively at-peace with myself right now and if I think too much about that I won't be. But, because of some things not working like I thought they would over the past couple of months, I had to become what I always said has been a huge pet peeve of mine, and that's unreliable. So, the chances of the person who I mean reading this is very slim. I'm not going to mention any names, cause I'll get chastised for it. I'm not asking you to forgive me, I'm just asking for another chance. Well...that's all, and now let the questions begin. And the me feeling pathetic for admitting all of that. Goodnight

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