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*major edit* I reserve the right to be pissed off.

Am I missing something? Like seriously…

I’ve been trying to get in contact with my boyfriend for like 3 weeks. His phone is off, he won’t answer his e-mails, and he won’t call. WTF

Some one please tell me if you think I’m overeating because I’m SUPER FUCKING PISSED RIGHT NOW. He has a lap top and a house phone and he won’t talk to me or even attempt it. I’m not trying to bother him I just want to know if he’s okay OR EVEN ALIVE (I’m a paranoid person). I’ve been calling and calling and calling (phone off) sent two e-mails and nothing. I was concerned but now. I’M SIMPLY PISSED OFF. I told him about this shit before. He was suppose to come over my house and never did. I called and called for like two days after that night (phone off) then finally sent an email telling him that I was worried (and pissed off) so he finally calls then. He said he was stressed out and all this other shit, and I’m like “okay that’s cool but at least tell me you won’t be coming” or if something happens just tell me so I’m not sitting here worried like shit all day and all night.

AND HERE’S THE FUNNY, he says “okay, I understand blah blah blah”. Now look where I’m at now. I fucking sitting here worried and don’t know what’s going on. I just want to know if he’s okay. It’s that asking for too much? If he was my friend I wouldn’t care as much since they do that sometimes but he’s my boyfriend and we usually keep up with each other. Now I’m waiting for him to show up on G-chat. I dare him to fucking show up and tell me some bull shit. How he’s fucking sorry and all that jazz.

WELL, I’M SORRY FOR GIVING A SHIT ABOUT YOU DUDE. Have some fucking common courtesy and drop a simple e-mail or call. I’m not begging for your attention here, I just want to know your okay. If I pulled this kinda shit on him he would’t like it. He’s really sensitive and would take it to heart.

And what really gets me that he said he wouldn’t do this again. I assume if he’s still alive because I don’t fucking know he’ll pop up and say sorry this and sorry that.

I don’t care what stress you’re under, that’s fine, but to have me like this running around not knowing what to do because you won’t call, is fucking bull shit. I’M FUCKING WORRIED. DON’T FUCKING PULL MY EMOTIONS AROUND.

It takes two seconds to defuse my emotions and move on. I’m just that kind of person. I fly solo and not afraid to do that shit again. So sorry doesn’t cut it this time. I better hear that a family member died or something because the sympathy train had left to I don’t give a fuckville.

THIS IS WAY I WAS BORN/IS/AND PROBABLY WILL ALWAYS BE A LONER.

PEOPLE GOT TO MUCH SHIT TO THEM AND I SOME HOW CATCH THE BACK END OF THAT SHIT IN SOME FORM.

That’s why I’m not in the commenting mood or feel like drawing or being social for the pass few days. I’m worried and pissed off because my boyfriend totally dropped the ball on me. OR SOMETHING I DON’T KNOW. :C

Sorry for this horrible rant, cussing, awful gammer and me acting like an overly sensitive child. It’s just when I care about somebody, I really fucking care about them. :/ And somehow I can’t even know if they are alright…

I should revert back to not getting to close to people so when the shit hits the fan I won’t notice the smell. I just needed to vent right now, these emotions have been swimming inside me for a while.

(Goes back to play FF13) and I promise I’ll get the raffle results drawn and uploaded. I just need to some time to calm down.

*Edit*

Oh the LAWLS

I went to his house and knocked on the door *twice* and nothing. I left a note saying “Please call it’s very important *house number*”. I JUST came home and answered the phone. It was the mom’s boyfriend. I told him that I was looking for him and was trying to get in contact with him for weeks and I’m his girlfriend. He handed it over to mom and I told her the same thing. She seemed really surprised. I ask her if anything happened. And guess what.

NOTHING, HE’S FUCKING FINE. The mom said she will call him and give him my number.

SoOoOoOoOOO, yeah I’m single. For him to just stop all means of contact for no reason is bull shit. The ball is in his court and if he does call me, I’m going to tell him how it is. I don’t know what he’s going through but when the crap is over he will want to talk to me and work things out. But guess what, I’m not that easy to work over by far…

I AM A GOOD HUMAN BEING/DAUGHTER/SISTER/FRIEND/GIRL FRIEND AND I DON’T DESERVE THIS.

And like a retard in a spelling bee, I’m out…

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