doubt

So, here’s where I am at right now.  It’s been a long week.  A lot of good happened this week, and then suddenly this weekend seems to have gone down the shit hole.  Yeah, I have good things planned and all, but the people I really want to see turned out to be busy so I got to see some of them last night, and possibly not the rest of the weekend.  Sad.  Then I am starting to wonder, as I have *two* parties I am supposed to go to (and bring alcohol to) tonight and I just wonder… do people even want *me* there, or do they just tolerate it for what I will be bringing with me?  I know that one of them they do truly want ME to be there.  And I just happen to bring my alcohol with me, and share.  But then the other one, this more last minute thing, I just don’t know.  When someone has been making it clear that they are just plain too busy for you this weekend, and may or may not show up to the stuff they had said they were coming to, and then suddenly want you to drop your plans and go out of your way for them… um, yeah that’s just bullshit now isn’t it?  It’s not even "I know you have other things going on but I’d really love it if you’d come do this with me" it’s just this general attitude of I don’t care what else you had going on, I’m telling you now that you are doing this.

And I don’t like it one bit.

Don’t fuck with me, buddy, if you don’t want to get your ass burned.  If you want to see me, say it, if you just want my jello bring your ass here and pick it up and away with you.

At my wits end with people who take, take, take and aren’t seemingly willing to give anything back in return.

And I just got a *hugs* on facebook from someone I don’t even know very well and it made me break down in tears.

Fuck this.

~Katy