don't think you can decide what's best for me.

Okay, this is going to be a pretty normal blog post today. No philosophic shit or wondering about life shit, none of that. I’m just blogging today to blow some steam off because I just realized something that pissed me off. Every Tuesday and Thursday, my ex-boyfriend has to come to Rutgers for dance practice, because he’s on one of the Rutgers dance teams. And usually, he texts or calls me ahead of time to tell me what time he’s coming and if he’s even coming at all. But today, he didn’t do that. And I was like okay, maybe something came up I don’t really care, and I was planning on texting him after 8:30 PM to make sure if he was coming or not. But I just went on Facebook, and I saw one of our friend’s Facebook status posts who’s also on the dance team and in Rutgers. I then realized, he’s already at Rutgers, and he didn’t even tell me. I know for a fact, he’s probably trying to distance himself from me, because he’s probably heard from all our fucking friends that I need distance or some shit. So much for keeping secrets and not telling others what we talk about. He’s been attempting to distance himself from me for a while, and like, it’s really stupid. I hate it. If I’m gonna distance myself from someone, I’ll do it myself. I don’t want you doing it for me because you pity me or some shit like that. Don’t assume you know what’s going on inside of my head, asshole. It just really fucking pissed me off, that he went ahead and did that without even telling me what’s going on. Because by doing that, he’s getting closer and closer to losing a pretty damn good friend of his – me. I’m not gonna take this shit anymore, not fucking at all. Fuck whoever thinks that they can assume that they know what is going on inside of my head, and fuck whoever thinks that they can decide what’s best for me.

Holy fucking shit, this is really pissing me off. I hate it, I really hate it, when other people think they know what’s best for me and try to decide my life for me. I’ll fucking decide how I’m gonna get over you, and if I want to distance myself from you, I’ll do it myself.