A Black Feather, A poison pen...
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The nerve of some people...
I should just drop this, but i still feel like i have plenty of reason to be pissed about the way some of this has shaken loose over time.
If you must know, if you ever slip by this way anymore...
Yes, it is too much to ask of me to believe that you ever gave a tapdancing shit what i thought or felt when you've had no compunction about letting me know:
how this one or that one kissed you
what someone else's un-rubbered cock felt like inside of you
what one of them smelled like when they were inside of you or what yet another one smells like when they are "all sweaty and naked next to you in bed"
what you do when some other one is on top of you
"...and then he fucked me...and the funny thing is, i don't even really like him"
and yet, somehow, I'm the asshole for not being able to reconcile that to few crumbs of pleasantry you deigned to throw my way...
Now, to be clear, i used to get involved in a couple of crazy quasi-relationships where this sort of thing wouldn't have bothered me because of any or all of the following reasons:
A)It was understood that the involvement was merely physical
B)It was understood that the words "I love you" can be as dangerous and loaded as any gun and typically only serve to complicate matters, so it's best not to say them unless you really, really mean to change the game
C) As long as one partner wasn't putting the other's health at risk, or the other wasn't asking for the sordid details, what was done was a private matter (i.e I wouldn't tell Donna what fucking Julia was like unless she came straight out and asked me to, Donna would never just bluntly volunteer to Julia what it was like with me or Tony or Deb, and i wouldn't want Deb to tell me what fucking Vince was like or for any of the specifics of what went on whilst she was polishing Glenn's knob...i saw Deb with Julia and Donna often enough that i didn't need to ask...now there's a sight i miss)
So, with that in mind, and since the expectation to put up with unsolicited information is a one way street... I would say "fuck you" but apparently i must be among the few people in the universe not on that particular list
3:55 p.m. - 2005-01-18
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a jump to the left - a step to teh right
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