friendofhagrid:

word

I don’t know what this is from, but I want to watch it now.

I don’t believe it, though. Tuesday night was the most awkward scene I’ve watched since I was in the process of breaking up with MY ex two years ago. You’re going to tell me you two love each other and then spend the night on opposite sides of the room? And boy, what a catch — a total cold fish. I guess the proof will be if you come running back in the next few weeks.

The next time someone wants to give me their sob story, I’m telling them to fuck right off. Because nothing I say gets followed anyways. Everything is just magically excused. Well guess what. You’re not special. You’re not the one couple who can just not communicate and still be happy. You’re making excuses for him, for a pattern of behavior that is long-lasting and will probably continue. And at this point, you’re going to deserve what you get.

I guess we’re hanging out one-on-one again at my place…and I actually don’t mind. And I guess you don’t either. What do we have here?

I even gave you my non-sugar-coated advice this time, too. Like, the almost too harsh advice. “You’ve put in over 3 months of trying to be reasonable and work things out, and he’s not interested. A break will not change that in any way which leads to a sustainable relationship. Someone who goes from saying they ‘always want to be with you’ to ‘I want you to be happy, but I don’t think I can make you happy’ is just looking for someone else to do the hard work of breaking up.”

And yet again, I didn’t get slapped or yelled at, where if I was totally off base, I should have. I’m thinking that deep down, you agree, and you just can’t admit it to yourself yet that two years of romance and even more of friendship might be ending. But as much as it hurts, what do you expect to change?

barackobama:

“Same-sex couples should be able to get married.”—President Obama 

You told me to mail you something, as a joke. So I just wrote a letter that is far too sappy to actually send. As much as I’d love to, it’d be unfair right now. 

So I’ma save it until later, when hopefully you can read it and understand what you mean to me.

I’m trying to think of a song I can post that’ll let you know I’m thinking about you, and that things will get better.

alexlarder:

Ron Stoppable stole my motto. :(

I’m not sure how I was supposed to respond to you telling me your boyfriend, who you know I don’t like, is coming down for the night, but telling you to have fun and make the most of it probably wasn’t right.

But you know what? This is the perfect impetus to start putting some distance between us. If you ask me about it again, I’ll just tell you that it feels inappropriate to be having all this one-on-one time with someone who’s in another relationship. It’s not that I don’t want to be friends, but I can’t be your backup whenever you’re not happy.

The consensus is starting to shift towards “You’re getting used, Tom.” And I’m not sure if people are wrong. I can’t tell if I’m just enabling your relationship now. And I don’t know a way to pull back without seeming like I was never interested in being your friend in the first place. Maybe I never should have tried. All I know is that this is slowly killing me.