that the new broom doesn’t sweep clean all the time [in fact. it's just there to sweep up the debris in the destruction it wrought]. that the process of ‘moving on’ also means destroying everything that meant something to someone, just to further your own misguided ends. that the words are as empty as the knowledge u seem to wield, when, in reality, you know nothing. that, sometimes, people can and do get fed-up.
so what then. in my position, i am helpless and hapless; all I can do is wait for the escape route to open. (and by all means it looks like it may be in January).
then there are also situations where you are not subequently trapped by circumstances; when the initial choice (and almost everything after) was yours to take. And you invest a lot into this, this thing, this person. and then increasingly, you feel that it may not be worth it – ironically, as the other party takes a more active role in the relationship. so what then. so when do you call it quits. when does the stupidity/meaninglessness sink in. when will you let it sink in.
it all seems very very futile at the moment.
And i want to do is curl up in a corner and tell the world to fuck off.
go away.
leave me alone.
piss off.
There are some people who like to sit on the fence, who don’t take overt stands on anything. That irritates me to no end, especially if there is an issue that concerns me personally. So I will make the decision for you.
I will discern it from what you say or don’t say. What you do to me, and to/for the people around me.
And I will behave accordingly. It bites because we have gone through a lot together. But if this is how you want it to be, then so be it.
I don’t need to ’beg’.
