Seriously.

Have you ever heard that saying, "Either shit or get off of the pot?"
If you haven't, you have now.
That's my current motto.
Just because you think you can play with me, and continue to keep me waiting...you can't.
This applies to more than one situation in my life.
Not just relationship issues.
Not just family issues.
Not just friend issues.
Not just school issues.
Not just occupational issues.
EVERYTHING.
It seems like all I've done my entire life is wait.
[And wait.
And wait.
And wait.
And wait some more.
Oh, and we can't forget to wait some more.
Anddddd a lot more.
Still waiting.
...stilllllllllllllllll waiting.
And now something finally goes my--.
Nope.
Still waiting.]
And to be quite honest, I'm tired of waiting.
Another quote, shall I remember it correctly, states, "It's hard to wait around for something to happen, but it's even harder when it's everything you want."
Something like that.
I'M TIRED OF WAITING.
I've grown aggravated with it.
I'm normally a patient person.
But it seems that lately both my patience and my nerves have run thin.
And don't forget my trust and respect for certain people.
Those are merely non-existent, vapid & unimaginable ideas.

I'm also tired of being ignored.
This applies to many situations in my life, as well.
I absolutely hate it.
It's my pet peeve.
And to ignore me for no apparent reason?
That's worse.
It's different if I know WHY you're ignoring me.
Like if I did something wrong.
Or your voice has disappeared due to an unexpected illness and you're unable to talk.
Or you break both of your hands and can't text.
But none of the above have taken place.
Minus me doing something wrong, which I honestly don't understand.
Anyway.
I really hate to be ignored.

So now, I'm going to go listen to some music.
Maybe these artists whose songs I have decided to place on my iPod won't ignore me.
And if they do.
I may just disappear.
I'm close to doing it anyway.
So why not?

Shabba.

Bitch.

I know I'm a bitch, but you're even more of a bitch.
You're like the Super Bitch.
You make my bitch look bitch.
I hate you, bitch.

Now that I got my cursing out of my system, I shall proceed in a more classy manner.
I am very unhappy at the moment.
First of all, it's not very nice to assume things.
I've learned this, and you should too.
To assume that I coerced someone to do something to you is unfair to both me and the person who committed the action.
Second of all, it's not very nice to call someone mean names.
And then just randomly stop talking to them, then re-randomly wanna be friends after I became friends with him.
I don't appreciate that either.
I hate the fact that you thought I was a.) lying and b.) hiding something from you, because neither of those are the case.
After all we've been through together, you're really going to let one encounter between me and this person come between that?
If so, you weren't my real "friend" to begin with.


And onto the other stressful situation in my life.
You were supposed to be my everything.
And then now, you're going to let this other random person separate us?
I'd like to know who this person is, by the way.
I'm not surprised though.
I should have known better.
I'm not going to say it's the end, because maybe there has been a misunderstanding.
But please understand, my dear...
...that if you'd like to keep something a secret from me, posting it in your Facebook status probbbbbably isn't the smartest way to do so.
I just thought I'd make that clear for you.
So.
Until you prove to me that you're too legit to quit...
I'm moving on.
I'm moving on from a lot of situations in my life, and you're one of them.


Therefore, I stand alone.