The second reason why this has been a hell of a week? It all comes down to one word: FUCKERY. Well, it can also be explained by "douchiness", "asshattery", "fucktardness", "assholery", "asininess" and anything else you can think of, but we'll just go with fuckery for now, mmkay? Thx! Oh, and this'll be part 1 of the saga, just to let y'all know.
As y'all may or may not know, I had a boyfriend for a while. We'll call him Z. Z was 28 years old, about 5 ft 9 or 10, light-skinned with wavy hair, hazel-green (real) eyes and a 50 Cent-ish physique. I met him one night on the bus (shut. up.) on my way home from running errands last month. We clicked and ended up starting a relationship. We spent so much time together (at least once a week) that we really started liking each other quickly. We talked about our lives, our goals (he has an online business and I would like to own and run a restaurant and/or catering company and be an executive chef), our families, mental disorders (Depression runs in my family and other stuff runs in his), tramas, just everything. I told him almost from the get-go that I was Bi and he seemed to accept that. I also told him that I was taking anti-depressants and he seemed to accept that as well, although he had a LOT of questions and I had to correct him on quite a few things. Everything was cool until last Friday.
We went to the theater to see "Balls of Fury" (funny movie, btw) and when I was on my way to the bathroom after it ended, I saw Nikki (ol girl from the last post). Seeing as how she's my friend, I hugged the shit out of her and we spoke for about 15 minutes. I introduced her to Z, went to the bathroom, hugged her goodbye again and left. After all of this Z seemed kind of moody and he wasn't speaking much. I told him that Nik was there with her ex-boyfriend but that she considers herself a Lesbian (I think) and that her girlfriend was okay with her being out with the ex. Z said that he got confused because he saw the rainbow bracelet but there she was with a guy. For some reason unknown to me (most likely that I just can't keep my mouth shit), I explained Nik's and I history: Met in 2004, dated, had drama, became friends again. Still, he didn't really say anything so I shrugged it off.
The next day I had a message from him on my voice mail stated that he wanted to break up with me. Why? Let's see...we had a lot in common but we really didn't have a lot in common, our life views weren't the same and he really couldn't see himself being with me. o_0 WTF?!? I called him back, but didn't leave a message. He called back again (unbeknownst to me) and left another message stating that his priorities were his son and his business and that he wasn't ready to be in a relationship! *clears throat* BULLSHIT! When we were dating he was talking about how much we had in common and how good we would be together and when we were together he kept talking about our future and how much he was bragging on me so what the HELL was he talking about?!?
I called him a couple of days later and told him that I didn't want our relationship to end and I wanted to know why he was acting funny towards me. He called me back on Thursday night (September 13th), he came over and we ended up getting back together. What was his real reason for dumping me, you ask? He didn't like the fact that I was Bisexual. Urm...I told him that more than a month ago and he was just peachy with it! Maybe it was seeing me hug a girl that he knew was Les. *shrugs* His real view about my "preference" came out that night:
"Bisexuality doesn't exist. I've talked to Gay people and they've told me that there's no such thing as Bisexuals. You're either Gay or you're not."
After sighing very heavily and chuckling a bit, I explained to him that my ORIENTATION was Bisexual and that my PREFERENCE was men. He still didn't get it. I tried to explain to him that I'm not the type of Bisexual that keeps a girl on the side, I don't like men who subscribe to the whole "My Girl Got A Girlfriend" bullshit, and I will not cheat on him with ANYONE, be they male or female. Nope, he wasn't buying it. As a matter of fact, it wasn't until I damn near broke down and cried while explaining how hard it is to be Bi and how I feel like/seen as a piece of ass sometimes for/by some men, curious women, Bi women AND Lesbians that he said that he "understood". I told him before he came over that I had plans to go to a Lesbian club with Nik and I told him after we got back together that I was STILL going. Apparently, he didn't hear that.
The next night (Friday, September 14) I called him from the club (ok, maybe that was stupid. I'm not a club person. Sue me. o_o) to let him know that I was ok and that I was thinking of him. Then I called Saturday afternoon. No response. Saturday night: no response. Hmmm...that's odd. Finally, he calls me on Sunday and tells me that the reason why he wasn't calling me or answering his phone was because he was pissed that I went to the Lesbian club. *sighs* This muthafucka called himself "punishing" me because I had the nerve to do something that he didn't agree with. Lawd! He started twisting every word I said, proceeded to tell me that his baby mama is pregnant again (and that it ain't his but she was crying over the phone to him about it) like that's any of my concern, that he got back from church and after receiving the Word concluded that the way I was wasn't "right", that he had needs and should find himself a "rebound chick" (I should've hung up at that point but didn't), just all kinds of fucktastic stuff.
I alternated between anger and shock for the whole of the convo up until he told me he had to call me back. Dammit, I called HIM back so we could get all this shit straight and he actually told me that he thought that I was having sex with someone else because...wait for it...I WASN'T HAVING IT WITH HIM! *smacks forehead* Oy... *sighs* At that point (since everything came back to sex) I saw what he was on so I was thinking, "Hey, might as well get my rocks off and get it over with.". He suggested that we go to a spot and we did just that yesterday.
That's the end of Part 1! Read the next post for what happened last night!
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Gotta Love Cuntiness Mixed With Fuckery!
Mind burst from Reina Negra V at 3:10 AM
Organized as Annoying Shit, CUNT-TEE, Frustrations of Daily Life, Oh HAYLE NAH, Summer 2007, What's Love Got To Do With It?
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