*Tuesday, March 17, 1998 (2:34am)*
Matt finally got back to me today...after two days of attempting to find him...I
asked him about dinner with his dad...and he said it was good...I started laughing in
his face...he lied...then I started yelling...and he yelled back..like I had done
something wrong...what is it that I did wrong exactly? Is it wrong to comfront your
boyfriend about his lies?...seems he thinks so....I let him go and suggested he come
to my house to atleast pick up his things...the things he had given me...it was more
than a suggestion.....it was either come here and tell me "how things are" or get
your things...and if he didnt come then I knew where things stood...he called at
9;30 to tell me he couldnt get the car to come here...he could have taken the
bus....but he didnt have a way home....he lied to his girlfriend and instead of
worrying about what he had done wrong...he was worried about how he was
getting home...*sigh*...ne way we talked...I yelled...i cried....and all that came out
of a two and a half hour conversation was that he was choosing his friends over
me......he couldnt handle being pulled in two directions...his friends are more
important...so I confront him in order to prove that he is a liar...so that I can break
up with him and have a valid reason to do so...and it gets turned back on
me....doesnt it always...he lied and lied and lied to me...then he turns around and
tells me we're breaking up...*completely puzzled*...I'm really bitter!...I know,
goddamnit I know I'm better off without him...he took everything I did for
granted...he treated me like shit and lied to me...he chose his "friends" over
me....but I let him in...if even just a little bit I did...and this is what I
get...hmmm....doesnt and never will make sense to me....