need to learn how to remove themselves gracefully
sometimes taking a step back before going forward is a bit conservative perhaps, but i dunno. i do it once in a while.
always best to rethink things a bit.
anyways, i figured i'd let things go
and just chill.
thought perhaps things had quieted down and there'd be no more pushing. i would just eventually forgive since things weren't too bad and at the point where i wouldnt actually hold hate and malice as any stubborn bitch would.
but no, some people are just too damn fucking dumb to know when to stop.
so i suppose, i will have to figure out what it is that i feel like doing to them.
this someone that i feel that has fucked with my nice balance of things - things that happen to tie in work, money, and once upon a time, drama-free friendships.
hmm.
i think, that if i had to choose between 2 paths, one that would make this person's life miserable or not, i would most definitely take quite a bit sadistic pleasure in what ever negative choice i could make. as long as i didn't have to go out of my way.
the last time i felt this way, i think i had mentioned to some friends. i had to make nice with someone that fucked me over tho i thought i knew her, but really didnt. anyways, personal feelings did not belong in the bar and i was cordial for almost a month. after that i broke down and the second she decided to sit next to me, her nose ended up spurting blood all over a bar.
i wish i had my guns... when i dated my ex that raced bikes, we used to go shooting with some other friends. it felt good to pull that trigger. at targets of course. but one had to be really calm and steady so we could be accurate.
oh well.
i gotta go to bed and watch something violent
sometimes taking a step back before going forward is a bit conservative perhaps, but i dunno. i do it once in a while.
always best to rethink things a bit.
anyways, i figured i'd let things go
and just chill.
thought perhaps things had quieted down and there'd be no more pushing. i would just eventually forgive since things weren't too bad and at the point where i wouldnt actually hold hate and malice as any stubborn bitch would.
but no, some people are just too damn fucking dumb to know when to stop.
so i suppose, i will have to figure out what it is that i feel like doing to them.
this someone that i feel that has fucked with my nice balance of things - things that happen to tie in work, money, and once upon a time, drama-free friendships.
hmm.
i think, that if i had to choose between 2 paths, one that would make this person's life miserable or not, i would most definitely take quite a bit sadistic pleasure in what ever negative choice i could make. as long as i didn't have to go out of my way.
the last time i felt this way, i think i had mentioned to some friends. i had to make nice with someone that fucked me over tho i thought i knew her, but really didnt. anyways, personal feelings did not belong in the bar and i was cordial for almost a month. after that i broke down and the second she decided to sit next to me, her nose ended up spurting blood all over a bar.
i wish i had my guns... when i dated my ex that raced bikes, we used to go shooting with some other friends. it felt good to pull that trigger. at targets of course. but one had to be really calm and steady so we could be accurate.
oh well.
i gotta go to bed and watch something violent