Girlfriends

Jill (as in Jill-off) and Jenn are best friends. Jenn beats a hasty retreat and Jill is heartbroken. I’m with you so far. Then Jill writes Jenn off, talks shit, and is generally bitchy. Which is understandable to an extent. Then Jill pairs up with Jane and the duo are inseparable. Jane finds out about past transgressions made by yours truly months and months ago, runs with half a story instead of finding out what happened, and writes –me- off. Why, yes, Augusta girls –are- overly-dramatic. What gave it away? Now because Jane has disowned me, Jill has followed suit. My loss, right? Then Jill and Jane have the expected blow-out and write each –other- off. What’s the logical next step here? Oh, right, Jane buddying up with Jenn. Ladies, ladies. How do you ever keep track of where your loyalties lie?

Please don’t feed me lines about some idealistic future

Your heart won’t heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures

 

So a week ago I sent him an email with Bowling for Soup lyrics (It’s too bad and it’s too late/You were such a big mistake/Please don’t call me anymore/…I used to miss you) and haven’t spoken to him since. I thought I’d have to run to get away, but it turns out we’d already drifted farther away than I could ever run.

 

“I wish I could have known you back before you were the cynical bitch you are now.”

“You wouldn’t’ve liked me. I was damn annoying.”

But then I remember a beautiful lady who –did- like me. Liked me a fuck of a lot. And I can see her sitting with me in that hellhole apartment where I was slowly drained of my sanity and sunny disposition. And I hear her asking, “What happened to you?”. And I want to cry.

 

I’m not going to name names. This isn’t about calling people out or pointing fingers. This is about me, not you. Don’t get me wrong; there will be shit-talking and plenty of it. But the names have been changed to protect…hell, is anyone innocent anymore?