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Some background: I have a friend, whom I affectionately call Tattoo on here. Why? Well, he's 6 foot something, is very muscular, and has(you guessed it) lots of tattoos. I believe he has 66. That was the last time I asked,which was about a year ago. Anyway.
I met Tattoo almost four years ago, during my year as a wee Freshman. I met him through some friends. Him and I got to talking and became inseperable. One day, as he was driving my friend and me to my house after school, he revealed that he liked me. Which was great because I liked him too. Trouble was, he had a girlfriend.
So, we continue our friendship until one day, after giving me a ride home from a Future Business Leaders of America Halloween party, he kissed me on my doorstep, int he most romantic way possible.
I was in love.
To get the story going. He dumps then girlfriend, goes out with another girl. He fools around with me. Dumps that girl. I have the bow chicka bow bow for the first time and then many, many,many,many,many times afterwards. He breaks my heart. I try to get away from him. He gets mad. I go back.
Endless cycle.
The last time him and I decided to try again was a year ago. I had felt that I wanted to be in the family way and discussed it with him. So, we try.
Later on, I find out that he is with another girl.
So, I call him up and ask him about it. He got all pissy and broke up with me.
I was scared and alone. I was afraid that we had succeeded in making a child and that he was leaving me to mother it alone.
Then he told me that he had made sure we weren't having a baby. RELIEF.
One day, he called me up out of the blue and told me this other girl was pregnant.
My whole world came crashing down. I felt rejected. I felt as if something were wrong with me. I was there for him,though.
In September, he introduced me to a friend of his. Him and I got together. Well, this ended not too long ago.
Yes,ladies and gents. Tattoo was the one who hooked the ex and I up. Then he got pissy because we were together.
Now, onto the thing that pissed me off last night.
I had gotten a funny text forwarding thing. I decided to send it to Tattoo because I knew he would appreciate it.
He texted me at 8:30, asking me if I could come out. I told him that I couldn't because my school night curfew is at 9. By the time I went clear across town, I would have to turn right back. He tried telling me to sneak out, but I argued and said that since my mom wasn't home, it would be obvious that I left because the car wouldn't be there. He tried making up dumb excuses for me. I told him that I would rather not get in trouble and spend my graduation weekend having fun.
He wouldn't stop. So I called so he would know the seriousness of my voice.
T=Tattoo
Me= who else?
T: "Hello?"
Me: "Hey! I can't come out because I have a nine o'clock curfew. I would, but you asked me too late in the evening."
T: "I know about your twenty four year old boyfriend."
Me: "And? He lives farther away. He's not the reason why I can't hang out with you."
T: "You tried keeping this a secret from me."
Me: "No. I didn't. I told you about it. You just don't care."
T: "I do care. That is why I'm pissed off."
Me: "Why?"
T: "Because you should be with me! You date every other loser but me!"
Me: "That's because we have proven for three years that we CAN'T work. YOU broke it off with me last year."
T: "That was then. This is now. We should be together."
Me: 'No. I can't do that."
Then, he brought in my past sex life and even threw in some names of people I never even did ANYTHING with.
My past sex life is nothing I'm proud of. I made mistakes. I did things I shouldn't have. Although, he shouldn't talk. He has slept with so many girls, it is a wonder that he doesn't have an STD (not that I wish it upon him.).
So, we argued and he passed the phone off to his friend,K. K told me that Tattoo had to go. So I hung up.
I cried. I texted Tattoo, saying "Thanks for making me cry for the thousandth time."
We argued some more over texting.
Then we calmed down.
Then he started talking about seeing me that night and crawling through my window.
I told him no and stopped texting.
A while later, he texted me back, asking if I liked his friend K.
Of course I don't.
How the hell could he get so pissy about me being with Plaid and yell about how i'm not with him and then go and ask if I like one of his friends?
Now, I know that some people are going to say that I should cut off contact. Well. I have tried. Many times. It just doesn't work that way. No matter what we both do, we end up back in each other's lives.
He is a good friend. Tattoo listens to me when I have problems. He gives me his insight. He is doing whatever he can to keep me on a good path, so I don't end up like him.
Just when it comes to guys in my life, he is like a child with a toy. He plays for a bit and then loses interest. When someone else plays, he wants it back.
He promised many times that he would not break my heart (and used that line again last night.). Of course, I don't believe him. Tattoo claims to love me, but I can't help, but not believe him.
I am with Plaid. Plain and simple. But even if I were single, I wouldn't go with Tattoo. EVER.
Just wanting to vent here.
I met Tattoo almost four years ago, during my year as a wee Freshman. I met him through some friends. Him and I got to talking and became inseperable. One day, as he was driving my friend and me to my house after school, he revealed that he liked me. Which was great because I liked him too. Trouble was, he had a girlfriend.
So, we continue our friendship until one day, after giving me a ride home from a Future Business Leaders of America Halloween party, he kissed me on my doorstep, int he most romantic way possible.
I was in love.
To get the story going. He dumps then girlfriend, goes out with another girl. He fools around with me. Dumps that girl. I have the bow chicka bow bow for the first time and then many, many,many,many,many times afterwards. He breaks my heart. I try to get away from him. He gets mad. I go back.
Endless cycle.
The last time him and I decided to try again was a year ago. I had felt that I wanted to be in the family way and discussed it with him. So, we try.
Later on, I find out that he is with another girl.
So, I call him up and ask him about it. He got all pissy and broke up with me.
I was scared and alone. I was afraid that we had succeeded in making a child and that he was leaving me to mother it alone.
Then he told me that he had made sure we weren't having a baby. RELIEF.
One day, he called me up out of the blue and told me this other girl was pregnant.
My whole world came crashing down. I felt rejected. I felt as if something were wrong with me. I was there for him,though.
In September, he introduced me to a friend of his. Him and I got together. Well, this ended not too long ago.
Yes,ladies and gents. Tattoo was the one who hooked the ex and I up. Then he got pissy because we were together.
Now, onto the thing that pissed me off last night.
I had gotten a funny text forwarding thing. I decided to send it to Tattoo because I knew he would appreciate it.
He texted me at 8:30, asking me if I could come out. I told him that I couldn't because my school night curfew is at 9. By the time I went clear across town, I would have to turn right back. He tried telling me to sneak out, but I argued and said that since my mom wasn't home, it would be obvious that I left because the car wouldn't be there. He tried making up dumb excuses for me. I told him that I would rather not get in trouble and spend my graduation weekend having fun.
He wouldn't stop. So I called so he would know the seriousness of my voice.
T=Tattoo
Me= who else?
T: "Hello?"
Me: "Hey! I can't come out because I have a nine o'clock curfew. I would, but you asked me too late in the evening."
T: "I know about your twenty four year old boyfriend."
Me: "And? He lives farther away. He's not the reason why I can't hang out with you."
T: "You tried keeping this a secret from me."
Me: "No. I didn't. I told you about it. You just don't care."
T: "I do care. That is why I'm pissed off."
Me: "Why?"
T: "Because you should be with me! You date every other loser but me!"
Me: "That's because we have proven for three years that we CAN'T work. YOU broke it off with me last year."
T: "That was then. This is now. We should be together."
Me: 'No. I can't do that."
Then, he brought in my past sex life and even threw in some names of people I never even did ANYTHING with.
My past sex life is nothing I'm proud of. I made mistakes. I did things I shouldn't have. Although, he shouldn't talk. He has slept with so many girls, it is a wonder that he doesn't have an STD (not that I wish it upon him.).
So, we argued and he passed the phone off to his friend,K. K told me that Tattoo had to go. So I hung up.
I cried. I texted Tattoo, saying "Thanks for making me cry for the thousandth time."
We argued some more over texting.
Then we calmed down.
Then he started talking about seeing me that night and crawling through my window.
I told him no and stopped texting.
A while later, he texted me back, asking if I liked his friend K.
Of course I don't.
How the hell could he get so pissy about me being with Plaid and yell about how i'm not with him and then go and ask if I like one of his friends?
Now, I know that some people are going to say that I should cut off contact. Well. I have tried. Many times. It just doesn't work that way. No matter what we both do, we end up back in each other's lives.
He is a good friend. Tattoo listens to me when I have problems. He gives me his insight. He is doing whatever he can to keep me on a good path, so I don't end up like him.
Just when it comes to guys in my life, he is like a child with a toy. He plays for a bit and then loses interest. When someone else plays, he wants it back.
He promised many times that he would not break my heart (and used that line again last night.). Of course, I don't believe him. Tattoo claims to love me, but I can't help, but not believe him.
I am with Plaid. Plain and simple. But even if I were single, I wouldn't go with Tattoo. EVER.
Just wanting to vent here.
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