Damaged Goods you say?

I am a good person, but apparently I'm damaged goods. 

All four of the women that I,ve dated within the last year have said the exact same thing or some what close to the same thing. Im trying to move forward but simply couldnt. I guess the baggage or feelings I still have for her ruin everything.

"Your Damaged Goods". Thats simply the only reason why those relationships didnt go anywhere.

She probably has a new boyfriend. She just doesnt have the heart to admit it to me. Or maybe im just fooling my self. It wouldnt matter anyways if it were so. You didnt want me a year ago.You dont want me now.

I just dont want to be the footnote im sone else's happiness. How can you break my fucking heart. And still tell me you love me.

Simple as that.

Im Letting Go.

Well now then there's something i've been meaning to say. I've got to get this off my chest.

see i thought that you were different but you're just like all the rest. Put my trust in you, you fucking let me down. Now because of you no one wants me anymore. If this is the price of falling in love, then I guess then i'll be single till I die.

I'll be the one that you think of when you decide it's time to try. I'll miss your hugs, I'll miss your kiss, I'll miss your smile, but my resentment is ten times stronger.

I'll be depressed for a short while then I'll miss you a little longer. But when it's all said and done

when people finally see how much that you meant to me.  I hope you'll see my smiling face looking back without a trace and see all the times that i've been through all because I thought i loved you. 

You tell me over and over again " If I make you so sad, you shouldnt be around me then".  Your a fucking coward. You just dont like feeling guilty because of what you have done to me. You dont want to see me because you dont like the thought/guilt of me being un-happy your fault.

Im sure we may never be together in the near future. Thats ok. Things wont, No things cant stay the same.

Work in progress.

Don't know why it is I've made the mistakes that I have. And looking back on it now, you know, I never get sad. Cause once you've made your bed, you sleep in it. You take responsibility for your actions, and no longer do you weep in it. So many thoughts and memories, they bring me back to the past. But I keep my head up, and follow a new path.

Just want you to know, I've been fine without you. And if you didn't get it the first time, well, you're about to. 'Cause I'm a work in progress, and right now, I'm in the process of working on myself, and moving on.

I've come to the conclusion: I like being gone......

Thanks for getting me ready for the next girl. Shes going to be lucky.

Lets just be friends. YES, no? Maybe so,HELL NO!?

It is im-f*cking-possible to remain friends with the woman who grenaded your heart.

AM I the only one who feels that request is some what selfish?

Run, Run away. As far as possible. Or stay there and Man -up and move on. 

Let her see that she fucked up. 

True or what?

She never loved you or else she would not have dumped you in the first place. She felt something, maybe just a sexual attraction, but now is having that with another. You are history, unless you want to wait arround until this guy dumps her ass and then maybe she will want you back for some sex until she finds another. For girls like this it's all about them and their feelings, they could care less about yours. They need a guy in their life or they will panic.

The way you are with me. Not wanting me to even touch you indicates the above stated very well.

Is it to late to be friends? 

The truth is our friendship ended the moment we became a couple in a relationship.

This is an excuse so that I can still be your emotional cumrag (still in a psuedo-relationship, just without sex). Some serious Fcuking weak shit.

So this is how it ends?

After all of what has happiend. After all of what has been gone through. This is how everything ends?  what the fuck. This is totally not how I expected things to be. This is not what I thought you would be cracked up to be. Im pissed. I tell you whats on my mind, it up sets you and you automatically want me to leave.

This is a shitty ending.

I told you that I felt betrayed by how shit is now. You asked me to explain and I didnt want to.

You cant draw? But your in an Arts program o.o...

So ive been completing the arts homework for a friend in the graphic design program at george brown college.

So today ive decided that it would be the last draw. fuck it. why the fuck should i complete her

home work. Im not the one in the fucking arts program. I work in a law firm for fucks sake. 

Who the fuck has heard of a graphic artist who cant fucking draw if their life depended on it.

Graphic Arts = Arts + computer. Drawing + computer. thats all it really is. 

So she threw out a threat. If I didnt complete her assignment she would never talk to me again.

What did I do you ask? I put on my jacket and left her house.

 

Thanks for using me this whole time. I hope you graduate and fail miserably in yourt field.

Fool me once. Not twice.

I dont like being lied to. It's seriously not appreciated in any form.

 Getting caught in a hefty lie is not good. Not good at all. 

I hoep that you havnt been caught my dear, in a hefty lie. Im not stupid. 

Sometimes the greatest answers to questions are the ones we

produce for ourselves.

I'll do us both a favor and clean up this "Mess".