It’s time for you to grow up little boy & to stop blaming everyone else for what you do and say. You are in this sitution all because you ran your mouth. You talk about how much of a badass, and a man you are…well then man up and take responsibility. You can dish it out but you can’t take it. You put down everyone, and treat people like shit for the fun of it, and then you can’t handle it when someone stands up to you, and speaks the truth. Because the truth hurts, and you aren’t mature enough to handle it. Get the fuck over yourself, and stop acting like the victim. You know who the victim is? Me & everyone else you’ve hurt. I shouldnt have to sit here, and feel bad for how things went because YOU did this. YOU brought it on yourself, and YOU caused everything that’s wrong with you right now. Not me. After all I’ve done for you, and you want to sit here and bitch at me, then expect me not to stand up to you? Newsflash: I am not a child anymore, you are not my father, and you best believe that you will never, ever, stop me from speaking the truth, and telling you like it is. It’s time for you to pick up the pieces of your pathetic life, and get the fuck over your bullshit. Grow up already.
Today I was home with my brother & his two best friends. I was texting a friend, and they assumed I was talking to the guy I like. (They don’t like this guy.) So they start insulting this guy, and me. Saying he is a loser heading no where fast, why? Because he did some bad things? What makes you any better then him? You three screw any and every girl, tell them u love them, then drop them like that. My brother sat there and called me stupid, said if I ever did anything with this guy that he would beat my ass and his ass. He made me feel like absolute shit until I was in tears. So I hid away in my room as he continued to talk about me. My younger sister caught me crying, and told my brother. He said he didnt care, his other friend said that they shouldnt have said anything, and then his last friend said that he just didnt care. They leave awhile after that, but my brother comes back with one of them shortly after. He knocks on my door, and wants to ask me a question. So I tell him to ask, but he says to open the door. I don’t because quite frankly I didnt want to see him. Therefore he responds by slamming on my door repeatedly, and screaming at me. He says that he is happy that the guy I like slept with my best friend. He says that he hopes they do it again. I tell him to fuck off, and leave me alone but he continues and calls me a Whore. That’s when I throw his ex-girlfriend in his face because I am no under any circumstances a whore and he knows that. Then he flips a bitch and bangs on my door some more, and calls me a stupid slut. That’s when I snap, open my door and start screaming at him as i cry. He says I’m a slut for leading on guys. What guys? Guys don’t think of me as anything but a friend or a person to come to advice for. I’ve never even had a first kiss. He says I led on his best friend, when really his best friend told me he loved and cared about me, then told about five other girls the same thing and I specifically told this best friend of my brothers that I didnt like him, and that nothing would happen between us. He was always the one to flirt with me, and lead ME on. I warned him and he didnt listen. And that exact best friend is standing there watching this entire fight and doesnt say a word. My brother yells some more, tells me that he hopes the guy I like uses me and throws me away like trash. I’ve never cried so hard in my life. Because I never in a million years would be this hurtful to anyone. I know I am not a slut or a whore, and I know the guy I like slept with my best friend, and isnt perfect. But it still all hurts the same, especially when my brother, my older brother who is suppose to protect me, and care for me, is the one to tear me to shreds in front of his friends. I had to take a shower, and hide away in my room until the redness and puffiness of my eyes went away because I could not let my parents see me. Quite frankly because I know they would take my brothers side because they don’t like the guy I have feelings for either…they’d try and tell me differently but I know the truth.
I hate how you are the one who goes after every single guy I am close to, or like. Every damn time. Like it’s not fucking fair. I was the one who told you everything, lied for you, had your back, and then you go stab me in mine?