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Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Solitude

There is almost no worse feeling than that of being so low on someone's list of priorities that they can't even do what they said they would.
Angel said he'd have time to call me. I had been texting him daily to remind him that we need to talk and that it is very important. Apparently, listening to his mother bitch about her ex husband is more important than discussing our future. Never mind the fact that she's an adult and has friends that she can bitch to. Not to mention, he's already stressed enough without her dumping her every little issue on him. Like it's his responsibility to hold her hand because her ex sent her text message. Never mind the fact that I am apparently the only person that has to make sacrifices when it comes to Angel. Never mind the fact that I have fight tooth and nail just to get him to fucking text me. I am so depressed that I don't even know what to do anymore. And what's worse? I've told him how this shit makes me feel and he keeps doing it.

I think I'm just going to go and cry myself to sleep.

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