Okay I havn’t tried to talk to you since february and the post I liked was just a wink of recognition and just a nod that I havn’t forgotten about you, because you were that important to me.
But I refuse to be stamped toxic. There is a difference between toxic and a fair discussion or fight. If you cannot deal with standing up for yourself in a fight, don’t blame the other party. This is not their wrongdoing. I agree that I was over the top, but can you see why I was as upset as I was? And instead of talking to me about your feelings about the discussion, making yourself cave in without even telling me, and going as far as to think of something as drastic as suicide.
I still feel that I had every reason to be as upset about your actions as I was.
To just throw the blame to my side and calling it abusive and toxic and not looking at your own way of dealing with it is a complete joke.
This song is more related than anything I can think of.
WATCH THIS. PLEASE.
Seriously Peter; fuck off. I post absolutely nothing relating, referencing or about you. You’re not worth it to me. It’s probably time to get over yourself; you vain fuck.
Just because you deal with it in the most unhealthy way by burning bridges and just blocking it out and forgetting about it doesn’t mean I should.
Get over myself? Oh I couldn’t care less about you anymore. I’m not vain, I’m confident. I am as humble as can be but that doesn’t mean I don’t stand up for myself if I get accused falsely.
I’m the one that was apologizing, crawling through the dust to get a chance to even talk to you anymore, spending weeks on trying to set things at least somewhat right.
How is that vain?
Oh because I think this post is about me? Yeah, because you posted it the evening after I liked one of your posts which you deleted instantly.
Anyone would assume it to be related with the cryptic hints you’ve sent me in the past.
Am I paranoid? Yes and with good reason.
You talk shit behind the backs of people but act friendly still you two faced devil.
Sis, Skyler, Creeper, Ximek, me, do I have to go on? I could.
Just because they don’t know or don’t care doesn’t make it any less fucked up. Back then I already felt like you were not who I thought you were. A snake. I should’ve said something about it but love makes people blind huh?
You posted my personal skype messages, emails and pm’s on a blog behind my back. You shared my personal messages -and even a very intimate video I did- with Ximek eventhough I specifically asked for it to be kept private.
I know you talk behind everyone’s backs, so yes I’m paranoid.
And I’m far from vain. I treat everyone like an equal. In good and in bad.
I never gave a fuck about being a mod, being close to ridge or yogs or any of that. I’m just another chatter and not more or less important than anyone there.
I’d share my last bread with anyone I care about and I always tried to be there for all the afterchatters and my friends, even if I failed or couldn’t at times.
Do I never talk about anyone? Oh I do. But if I have a problem with someone I let them know about it or I don’t pretend to be friends.
Vain. HA. Take a long hard look at yourself sweetheart. You’re just an ego. Survival of yourself above everything else and fuck the rest unless you need them.
I can argue with you all day and prove you wrong. I have nothing to hide and you just can’t stand me calling you out on your bullshit. Your lies and deceit, backtalking. You hate me being right. Because it confronts you with your own mistakes. And you just want it to be done and over with and hope that it will gather dust and be forgotten. Because that’s the easy way out.
I hate to say this. But you responding like that after 5 damn months leaves me with little choice. But F*** you.
You’re not worth it. I hoped you could at least get over yourself and at least stop all the hate and ignore bullshit.
I was wrong.
[Reblogging here because I rather have it here than have this bullshit stain my new blog.]