No More Ms. Nice Girl

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

It speaks for itself.

The people who know me all think the same things about me: I'm sweet, innocent, harmless, loving, and a great friend. Sure, I can be all of those things but what they don't know is I'm becoming a monster; they should know anyways because they created me with their carelessness. They walk on me like I'm this fuckin doormat, and I let them because I keep believing they'll change. I need to stop kidding myself, they'll never change or realize how much they hurt and disappoint me. I'm not saying I'm perfect but I know for a fact that I've always showered them with love and kindness. I've lent my hand out to them when they were going through their own hard times, but when I need a hand to lift me up, they're nowhere to be found. That must be a sign that as much as I love my friends, I can't depend on them or expect too much out of them. I feel like they expect me to be there and I am there yet they can't seem to show me the same courtesy. Is wanting them to be there so much to ask? Well with the way they're acting, it must be. You know that saying, "No more Mr. Nice Guy?" Scratch that and replace it with, "No more Ms. Nice Girl." I won't care about someone who couldn't give a rats ass about me. They can just go cry and blab to their 'best friend'  who treats them like shit, and to their boyfriends who break their hearts over and over again. They know when they talk to me I won't judge them, I'll actually listen, give them my best advice, and tell them "If you need me just call or text me." I wouldn't have thought they too, would fuck me over in the end.

Another thing is, whoever said I was innocent and harmless? I'm not exactly innocent but I don't go around flashing my shit either. I usually don't get into physical fights but that doesn't mean I won't bash your head through a window if you touch me. What do you expect me to do? Let someone smack me and punch me while trying to softly talk them out of it? I would try to talk some sense into that person but once a punch is thrown, I will hit back. Nowadays people make it seem like losing your virginity is a trend or something. If you haven't had sex they look at you like you're an alien, and tell you "Oh really?! You don't know what you're missing!" Like I really want some guys dick in my pussy so he can feed me lies about how much he cares about me, and then run off to tell his buddies he scored. That sounds like a lot of fun, yeah right! I want my dignity and virginity thank you very much. Maybe I still have faith that I'll find someone who genuinly cares and loves me, but that sounds like bullshit too. I don't know why I fill my head with such nonsense. What others do is their business, and if I don't know them what they do doesn't matter to me. A random girl could be drunk, come up to me, inform me she just sucked some hott guys cock, and I'll just nod as if I care. Then I'll walk away, grab another beer, chill with friends or by myself, and laugh about how people don't know when to quit their bad habits until it's too late. No worries though, I'm one of those people as well. Then again, if I REALLY want to mess around with a random hott guy, say "fuck it", he gives me that wink, then I just might find myself in a lustful situation. No one's perfect right?

Most of the time I just want to be left alone. You could say, "If you keep this bitter attitude up you will be left with no one." Then I'll ask you: "Would you rather be lonely or surround yourself with people who will throw you under the bus to save their own asses?" You can never truly know someone or their intentions. That doesn't mean you can't have friends or a boyfriend/girlfriend, it just means to be careful with who you decide to trust. I do love my friends, don't get me wrong, but some of them are finally showing their true colors. It only makes me cherish the non-backstabbers even more. If it's my fate to be end up with no one, then there's nothing I can do about that. I have this wall building up between me and the world, eventually it's going to loom over me like a dark cloud. I've grown exhausted with people treating me all nice just so they can get something out of it. I know what it feels like to be used, and yet, I've been accused of being the user. That's some shit huh?! Honey, don't offer me something and try to turn the tables on me. When you keep offering nice things people will become greedy and become vampires, sucking everything you've got out of you. Be lucky I'm not like that, bitch. Ouch. I shouldn't be calling names, but don't rub me the wrong way, I'll rip your fucking head off. I've been a damn goody two-shoes for way too long. I'll treat you the way you treat me; treat me like shit, I'll rub your face in some. To say I'm actually a loving person sounds hilarious after everything I've been saying but eh, not everyone knows me. Let's just say the human being can only take so much dysfunction before they snap. Well baby, I've snapped and then some. 


Submitted: August 09, 2010

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Taytay3452

I feel like this a lot of times. Why can't they just realize that we have feelings too? It makes me a little... Ok not a little, a lot mad about how people can get away with treating another like shit!

Mon, August 9th, 2010 8:28pm

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i agree with you 100%
but unfortunately, people will never realize how they're acting

Tue, August 10th, 2010 12:21pm

JustMeMarena

Oh my heck! This was incredible.. it's like everything I want to say, but I can't. :) This was great. I agree. I also agree with Taytay3452.

Tue, August 10th, 2010 11:02am

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wow..
thank you very much!
=D
it means a lot, it really does

Tue, August 10th, 2010 12:23pm

gknee2thegroin

This is exactly how i'm feeling right now !
i hate being a doormate. This made me feel better knowing i'm not alone

Fri, February 10th, 2012 9:03am

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I felt like a doormat for most of my life, but all that's changed now. I tell it like it is and it's a liberating feeling :)

Fri, February 10th, 2012 2:51am

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