So it’s probably 1 or 2 in the morning last night. I’m laying on my couch trying to fall asleep. Then a knock at the door. It’s that girl who slapped me a few weeks back. Just thinking she could roll up like that at that hour. (Imposing is a shit thing to do).
So I let her in and shes wasted. Eventually she falls asleep. She announces it and tells me to shut everything down because she has to wake up and faaahh. Not happy with that I kind of hung out for a few minutes like she wasn’t even there.
So ok I’m then stuck in my room. Hate that situation too. It’s like I pay for this place so i’m not trapped in my room all day. I just wanted to sit on the couch and listen to music, but no.
Anyways she intentionally leaves ■■■■ over here, just so she can come back. I frankly don’t want to see her. She’s either crying or begging me for sex or forcing alcohol on me.
After the night i had out at the bars… the persistence of the illness(constant negativity and criticism)… my sanctuary gets offset… . Glad it’s over. She’s still coming back later for the pizza. She left her tobacco here as well. I’ll pretty much have to kick her out after that.
what?! where do you meet this kinda people?! don’t let her in. don’t you have a peephole?! I’d say be kind but these kinda people are just a headache. Throw her stuff out. Is she a prostitute?
I used to get pissed when people would show up unannounced. Now I don’t have any social circle left so it doesn’t happen. At some point I had problems with people ringing my doorbell too often so I installed a switch on it, MacGyver style. I don’t even turn it on now, I have nobody to expect and I feel like anyone wanting to see me would be bad news. So I leave it turned off.
Man. We got pretty close over those two to three weeks we were hanging out. I thought about her a lot.
It’s as soon as the drama starts that I’m oh ■■■■ I hate this. Then I turn into a douche. Knowing she’s coming over has kind of locked me into that state.
Hah. We have watched porn a couple times together.
She’s overtly sexual.
She was encouraging me to start stroking in hopes of whatever.
She also demands I make out with her and cuddle with her but I never do. Because as soon as I do one thing leads to another so it goes. Then i have this unshakable relationship again. She’s my type of friend but not my type of girl.