no i feel like a big idiot. i mean now that i think about it, why would she read my journal? she is obviously not concerned with randall. she says the past day and a half, she is starting to miss me. i miss her everyday. i think she might actually (the past day and a half) put a face to her fuckup, but it wont last long. i feel so much pain. i feel so hurt, she doesnt know what she does to me. i cant be with someone who doesnt feel for me. i have learned this before, i am now being tested. my heart contracts into a small lil ball. it is rock hard. it is working on the inside but is developing an incasing so that nothing can get in that is not already part of me. what a divine process it is. it shows how truly conditional we are. "i love you, but i am taking it back now. well, as much as i can." humans are filth. i hate our systems. i hate our reactions. people can have some kind of control over smaller things like accidentally buying whole milk instead of skim. but when we get tried and pressed and squeezed, we swell up and become prideful, and we send the bad blood to the wound. the bad blood fixes the problem in an innefficient way. we are not god, we cannot say to the wound, "be new". but we are able to ask, and will have one day.
i write to her almost everyday now in this damn thing, cuz i have this as a vent. i think also cuz i don t know that she is reading and she could not be and i would not know that she is reading-- i write in hopes that she can read what i am saying, to read and understand what she is doing affects others.
prestoWednesday, January 29, 2003
january 28, 2003
i am aware of our differences.
i am aware of my faults.
but are you aware of yours?
learn this while you walk...
actions speak louder than words.
submission is not a demeaning word.
only one person is always right. (that is not you or me)
service is necessary for love. (submission is equal to the word service)
prestoTuesday, January 28, 2003
awakein the serenity of the connectivity
time was so easy.
noise filled the room,
the electric cloud smelled perfume
and was awake, or so it assumed.
i am awake now.
although i was previously dreaming.
i am awake now.
seeing what i am redeeming
seeing why i shoulda been screaming.
seeing that i shoulda been leaving
prestoTuesday, January 28, 2003
january 23, 2003
i sit here bleeding from my heart ripped almost but not quite in half. i am losing blood. i am losing life. the woman who has a little more than a third of my heart a little less than half walks in. apparently in our fight 2 weeks ago i took less of a chunk of her heart out. she has went to the voodoo doctor, found weed (her new i need to forget about the pain) medicine, and somehow reached into her chest cavity and cauterized the open sores around her heart. she is no longer bleeding, well maybe a lil, but it doesnt show. in court the other day she stood trial for adultrey. my case was simple, 'eventhough i was depressed, and not fulfilling her needs for a period of about 1-2 months, she had no right to seek fulfillment other places. she knew that going to the theifs house to 'fellowship' as she would like to call it, would make me more upset and mad. what i am trying to say judge was she was not trying to make it easier on me. she was trying to push my buttons. so a meal, not one but two movies later, if that was not enough to 'get my attention, there was that kiss. this kiss was fatal. she knew it would be. the touch was the icing on the cake, judge. the next morning, she goes back to the theifs house. sleeps on his couch. less than 2 weeks later, she is still seeing theives alone in their lairs, and i call them theives because she belonged to me. i am sorry judge i didnt play by all of your rules, but if i had, would she have done this to me? it is a question we can only think about and not answer, but i have an opinion. i gave her all that i could without making it legal, judge, because i want to be sure that it worked. i am sorry i didnt trust you. i dont believe that gives her the right to do what she did. answer me this judge, why, if she says that she is going to fight for me, does she do the same things that made our fight. i will admit that i ripped a piece of her heart out, what was i to do, it was self defense. when i walked in that night, she reached into my heart ALMOST insanely and ripped a large chunk out. i have stated before to the courts how big it was. judge, it was a fatal blow, and i am slowly dying. i didnt have any weapons to fight against her with because i am not fighting anything, i am not fighting the battle with my work (sorry judge) i am not fight the battle with my school (sorry judge), i was also not fighting the battle with my love (sorry judge) i am seeing the error in my ways. with this statement i plead my case.
judge please make your verdict fast, for i am losing life so quickly, and i wont go to the hospital. i am not ready to go outside. i am sorry judge, i will let her speak...
"your honor, i am innocent. this man is twisting the truth. if he would have taken my proposal to come to you legally to become one, i would never had to do this. he is a coward, your honor. i talked and talked with him, i pleaded with him to have him accept my name as his. i was the real man in this relationship. what was i supposed to do? he works the night shift, i was lonely, i wanted to hang out with friends.
'i object, your honor. to let it be clearer to the jury i would like to point out that she wanted to hang out with a friend and not multiple friends on the basis that my client said that he didnt mind if she hung out with multiple friends with theif #1, but was not okay with her just hanging out with him.'
'sustained..please retract that last statement and be more accurate this time melida.'
'ugh, i wanted to hang out with someone and that someone happened to be joe. you ask why? well, he wasnt busy and i didnt feel like hanging out with my other friends'
this is making me sick.
prestoThursday, January 23, 2003
january 22, 2003
i struggle to smile at work. i struggle to be happy around friends. i am not happy, i have no reason to smile, only brief moments that dont last. she wakes up smiling seems like. like in american beauty, (neverthought my life would resemble this movie) she is cheating on the husband and has all this joy that she says she has. she looks great, he starts smoking weed, he notices her looking good. she loves her job, i hate mine. she loves her new friends, i am not real with my immediate that talk to at work friends. she wants to go out and do things, i want to be a hermit. two weeks ago today she fucked me up. and she is already up. i see that she got what she wanted. i think that she got all these ideas when we were going out, and she saw that they were accomplishable and now she is accomlishing them. pretty soon she will be a weekly smoker, she might be a weekly drinker. she will sleep with guys, maybe have a threesome or two. explore her new surroundings in the new bars and the new concerts that she now loves to go to. jazz was something that she HATED, and now she loves blues, and is trying to get me on her train. is this not a slap in the face?
think a minute, marinate on it for a sec...
meli, you have fooled me again. you should read my last entry again, i will even rewrite it for you
"thanks for respecting my wishes regarding joe." it has to do with the kiss, but so much more, u knew that i didnt like you there alone, we had gotten into that big fight before about him and i was mad, and you saw that, REMEMBER?!?!?!?! I am the one who forgets, not you. u knew. u wanted to hurt me. i am so fuckin mad. she says that she is not "dwelling on the past" she is moving on, obviously. it makes me wonder how dedicated you were to me at all. i dont, and didnt see it. the relationship was not to my benifit, but to yours. i cant wait till i get over you, but the fact is, it will take years. i didnt get over ivy for like 2-3 years, and that was puppy love.
and she is already over me. no more mourning, "why dwell on the past?" "i am seeing a councelor" "i am seeking god" "i am going to church" "i am hanging out with friends" meagan is helping me. i hope these sources are not compromising on the idea of faithfulness and devotion, and submission. i hope they are pounding it into your brain, cuz i wouldnt want to be your next boyfriend so you could use me to get what you wanted, then because he loses life get another man before so you know u have someone to fall back on. i wish i could be nice. i wish i could be considerate of your feelings, maybe then this shit will get through to you, but i am not caring right now if you get better, i just want u to know the way it is and the way i feel. you treat me like shit. you treated me like shit. the only time you made dinner for me was when my coworkers were there to see you being a "good girlfriend." okay, then name me a time you made dinner for me when i was not at work? i cannot recall even a bowl of cereal poured for me. well, there was that time when we got the waffle maker you made some for me a couple of times. it is these thoughts that make me think that i wasted a year and a half. i am so bitter. i keep on reading my words below this damn window and i see "i didnt fuck him" and words that i picture you saying, and the bullshit that came from your mouth and i getmore and more bitter. i better go, before my stomach blows up. fuck!
prestoWednesday, January 22, 2003
january 7, 2003
i cant believe you hurt me like that. you have truly amazed me. thanks for respecting me. thanks for respecting my wishes regarding joe.
prestoTuesday, January 07, 2003
i told you that if you wanted to hang out with him, it would be fine as long as there were other people present. you fucked up.
prestoTuesday, January 07, 2003
she kissed another man. she stuck her tounge in another mans mouth. she rubbed his dick. well, i will say in her defense "it was on the top of the clothes" and "i didnt fuck him" oh this is a good one, "my lips just happened to run across his lips." how do u like that. she says she is ready for marriage! NOT TO ME! I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU DID THAT TO ME!!!!
WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?
WHY?
IF THERE IS SUCH A THING AS UNION, YOU JUST RIPPED IT APART. IF WE WERE ONE, YOU JUST RIPPED US APART, AND ME IN HALF. THAT IS THE WAY I SEE IT. WE WERE MARRIED! WE ACTED LIKE IT, WE WERE TOGETHER LIKE IT. SO FUCKIN WHAT IF I AM DEPRESSED, THAT DOES NOT NOT NOT NOT NOTNOTNOTNOTNOTNOTNOTNONOT MEAN TO GO KISS AND RUB UP ON SOMEONE ELSE!!!!!!!!! IT MEANS HELP ME!!! HELP ME!!!
BECAUSE I SAY WHATEVER IT WAS I SAID, DOESNT MEAN TO STOP TRYING!!!! FUCK YOU! MAYBE WE WERE BOTH LOOKING FOR A WAY OUT, CUZ U WENT TO HIM. YOU WERE GETTING CLOSER AND I SAW IT. I WAS THINKIN "ANY DAY NOW THEY WILL BE TOGETHER" YOU CAN SAY U WANT ME ALL YOU WANT, BUT YOUR ACTIONS TELL ME DIFFERENT!!!!
WORK
SCHOOL
WOMAN
DEATH OF UNCLE
GREED
I THINK IT IS SAFE TO SAY, THAT I GOT MY HANDS FULL WITH A LOT OF THINGS THAT ARE DEPRESSING
YOU HAVE AN AWESOME WAY TO SHOW ME YOUR DEVOTION AND RESPECT! RESPECT RESPECT
THANKS A LOT!
(YES THAT IS SARCASM)
YOU BET YOUR ASS YOU FUCKED UP
AND NOW I FEEL THE HEAT. I FEEL THE BURN OF MY HEART BEING FED TO HIM.
YOU WANTED ME
YOU LOVED ME
THANKS FOR THE TIME YOU GAVE TO ME, NOW MOVE ON. ITS TIME, I HAVE MADE MY DECISION, I CHOOSE TO NOT BE WITH YOU. I CHOOSE TO BE SINGLE.
I AM NOT READY TO FORGIVE. I DONT THINK I WILL BE FOR A WHILE. BY THE TIME I DO, YOU WILL PROBABLY BE MARRIED ALREADY. DATE ON SISTER, SISTER, SISTER.
prestoTuesday, January 07, 2003