| | | | | | Saturday, December 04, 2004 |
sigh
| | ugh, ugh, ugh. Well, truth be told it was my own stupid fault, for asking Sterling why he puts up with my shit... I got my answer, and I feel I must quote it to get it right:
"Human interaction makes for a balanced psyche. You are human and I like interacting with you. I could try and come up with some guilty complex re:my ex girlfriend, but I think that would just be overanalyzing things, making something out of nothing. Or I could hypothosize that I need to be a "big brother" figure what with my sister not being around. But I don't know if I actually feel either of those ways or it would be just a convieniant thing to point at...I don't know I like talking with you, people go on people's buddy lists for far worse reasons...just kidding."
Jesus Christ. Either of his "pat" explanations posed are insulting, Either he feels guilty or I am his sister. I can deal with the first one, the second one is awful, just terrible. As it it weren't bad enough that he doesn't find me at all attractive (which is a blow to the pride) to put me on the level of sister? Why don't you just cut out my heart then with a rusty spoon (because it hurts more)? Frank tells me he means well, as in he thinks of me like family, but goddamn that hurts like hell. Well fuck I don't want to talk about this anymore, it upsets me too much, I am going to watch a movie.
posted by Amber at 4:22 PM
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