I'm taking advantage of MB's mistake of telling Garrett about this site, to say some words of my own.
I never really understood where I got off being dubbed the "whore" of the group. I like to think I was one of the least whorish, not that I didn't have my moments. I'd definitely say that I'm one of the more moralistic people. I mean, everyone is all lies, and deceit, and cheating on everyone with everyone... I've only dated one person since I left you all, and I've only slept with one as well. As much as I'm sure you'd all like to believe I went to college and started collecting STDs like they were trading cards.
As for Adam... the fact that he still has a problem with me is absolutely ridiculous. I mean, I was never really friends with him so it didn't really effect me, but it's so stupid. The fact that he EVER had a problem with me is just as absurd, really. I ruined his life? How does anyone believe that? Hello! First of all I did nothing wrong. You'd think through all that flirty shit and sitting next to each other, etc all night that at some point he'd have been like, "Oh, yeah, and I have a girlfriend." ooooor... one of you all who actually knew Adam could've spoken up and been like, "Hey, maybe you guys should, y'know, not be all over each other." I was single, and as far as I knew he was. The only rule I thought I was breaking was the fact that he had dated my sister (2 years prior and only for a few months or something) Anyway, no one said shit to me about it until we were leaving and Bender was like, "uh, maybe we should not tell anyone, since he has a girlfriend and all." and I was like, "..." and also pretty pissed because I thought that it might have developed into something (thank god it didn't though... ugh) and it was like, "oh.. no, he's a lying bastard." and then Bender goes telling everyone (I'm sure it wasn't just him, but I know it was at least him) that we slept together and I'm a dirty whore, and I ruined his life, and then Theresa dumps him and everyone blames me (again, wtf?) and we haven't spoken since. Then someone (I'm assuming someone who was not there... or at least I'm hoping) goes a step further and starts telling people that Adam, Finan, Bender and I all slept together (even though Courtney-dating Bender at the time-was freaking there...) OH OH!! And my favorite part is that no one cares, or even seems to remember what was going on between Finan and Nicole that night. Of course, anything that taints Finan's name must be all hush hush, because everyone listens to him when he tells them to stop talking about something for some reason.
If anyone deserves the title Big Cheating Whore, it's Finan. Oh, right, but we can't talk about what happened with him and Bender while they were dating Marybeth and Courtney respectively. Why? Because they're secretly gay and don't want to admit it? That's the only reason I can think of.
My number is on one hand. How many of you can count yours even using every limb on your body?
Stop calling me a fucking whore.
THAT is why I don't come see you guys anymore. THAT is why I don't talk to you. Someone always has to make a comment about my "big gaping vagina." STFU. I know you're all insecure, and it makes you feel better about yourself if you're "not a whore compared to Cindy," but seriously? Grow the fuck up.
Also, as I'm sure it could be used against my name to say that I am a whore because I slept with Corey Casey... That was the biggest mistake of my life, but do you want to know why I made it? Because like usual, I was at Ryan's having a good time and someone brings up my whorishness and it goes from joking to being outright mean to me. So I go to get away from everyone to the basement and run into Corey who is upset over some girl drama or something. He started making moves on me and eventually I was like, "y'know what, everyone already thinks I'm a fucking whore, so why don't I just act like it." Also, for the record (although I know no one actually believed his little, "she took advantage of me" bullshit) He made the first, second, third, and last move. I just kind of laid there like a dead fish and let it all happen. I mean, he even had to move my hand to his... well, you get the picture. If someone had been watching it would have looked like I had been drugged.
Anyway, I'm glad to get that off my chest in a way that isn't all over facebook. Not that this is private, but only a handful of people see it, and I want them all, specifically, to see it. I'm old enough to understand that the world as a whole doesn't give a shit about my problems. I also understand that my problems, were they made public, would be seen as trivial in comparison to shit that really matters.
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