I give up. I give up, I give up, I give up.
I cannot try any longer, nor should I have to.
It's no longer worth it. Not the memories, not the could-have-beens. Nothing.
Being a big, dumb fucking pile of emotionless rock is fine. So be it. I cannot move a mountain.
But I cannot forgive it for not trying to move itself.
I don't care if the pain it causes is unintentional. I understand that not all of it was intentional. But I simply cannot continue compromising myself for an emotional fuckup, a pile of not just any rock, but really, really, REALLY stupid rock. The fact that it is stupid does not forgive its behavior.
I. GIVE. UP.
2 comments:
As a gender, we are really dumb, and also we are jackasses. Not knowing any specifics, I can only say that it's good that you're trying to move on. I've found that avoiding to talking to the person helps a lot, but it will take time. So, um, good luck.
Though I agree with Taylor that it's good you're trying to move on, I disagree about avoiding the person.
I find closure to be vital.
In any case, rock it. :)
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