- spacing out without a smile on my face
- slightly violent with objects around me
- mildly bitter and passive aggressive comments about men (not my friends) disguised as sarcastic jokes
I deserve a little more respect than I've gotten in the past week from him. I act tougher than I am. I think almost all of my friends fall for my tough act to a certain degree, but with guys its a whole other story. I go in with my fists up saying "fuck with me asshole and I'll fuck you up." I don't really say it, but that's my attitude. With Luke I keep my fists lowered and on the occasions that he fucks up, I bring them back up temporarily. Then he does something to show he didn't mean to fuck up and I feel like a fool in fighting mode. It happens a lot less lately, but right now, he's doing a good job of making me want to punch him. I don't know why I bother going into fight mode though, because I've passed the point of being able to avoid getting hurt.
So I'm going to listen to a couple of the songs that reminds me how much I really like him and how good he really is. Then I'm going to have a good day at the beach.
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