Wow I made this faux account to vent about my bitch of an ex-roommate
It's been 2 years and I'm over it
Anyways. We aren't the same people we were then so fuck it, I'm not about that shit so I forgive you
But I forget you
Peace

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Wow I made this faux account to vent about my bitch of an ex-roommate
It's been 2 years and I'm over it
Anyways. We aren't the same people we were then so fuck it, I'm not about that shit so I forgive you
But I forget you
Peace
can u remember the last time u were genuine
without announcing it to yourself
can u remember the last time u took credit
for the energy you bring
or gave thanks
for the energy you borrow
can u remember mapping out your planets and being proud
to have found an excuse
for it all.
I need to talk about something fucked up that my old roommate did that I really shouldn’t care about anymore but that is for some reason bugging the hell out of me tonight.
So I lived with this bitch for 3 years and we always had a weird sort of friendship. Like sometimes we could be very close and understanding w/ each other and it was lovely and other times I felt very secretly judged or hated for things that in retrospect I could have done better or differently but that definitely didn’t warrant the kind of vibes I got in response - vibes I should have paid attention to but chose to ignore for the sake of avoiding confrontation.
Anyways, shortly after I moved in my grandpa passed away and I inherited some of his belongings, my favorite of which was his Norfolk Island pine tree. Well I loved this fucking tree and tried my best to take care of it, but it either didn’t get adequate sunlight in my room or couldn’t stand the cold winters or I over watered it or something because it eventually started to turn brown and shrivel up and die. I was so torn up over it and ashamed that I had let my grandpa’s tree die that I couldn’t look at it anymore in my room but I couldn’t bring myself to throw it away or otherwise get rid of it, you know? So I put it on our front porch where it no doubt looked very sad and ugly and was a constant reminder of both my dead grandfather and of my own irresponsibility. But I needed it there.
So the roommate turned out to be a lying, manipulative, truly terrible person and when shit finally hit the fan and I realized I needed to cut her out, I decided to renew the lease without her. This is where things get confusing, because I can’t know whether it was her or someone else who was helping her move out of the apartment who did this fucked up thing that has me seething tonight.
All I know is that when I came home after she was gone, I found my grandpa’s dead Norfolk Island pine tree lying sideways in the grape bush next to our front steps, its pot cracked completely in two, its soil spilling out onto dead leaves, as if someone had casually tossed it over the edge of our second story porch to make room for - good riddance - some furniture to be carried down.
Of all the shit she pulled, this surprisingly stung the most. Obvious, because I’m still feeling the pain of it now. She destroyed (or allowed someone else to destroy) something important and sentimental to me because, idk? It was in her way? She didn’t care? She wanted to go out with one more ‘fuck you’? I’ll never understand why she did the things she did or why she wouldn’t apologize or how she could deny it all to herself now. And I’m thinking tonight of my grandfather, the Navy vet who hoarded his grudges like the gold coins hidden away in the gun safe. I keep those coins in an Altoids tin - Wintergreen like he always smelled. And I think he’d want me to keep sucking on this grudge, hoarding it for us both.
Unfriendly reminder that my ex-roommate is an abusive piece of shit who will stab you in the back ten times then gaslight you for defending yourself. Maybe, just maybe, some self growth has taken place since our falling out... but seeing how she’s still posting petty tweets acting like a victim, I DOUBT IT.
(i get the hypocrisy of writing my own petty post, but seriously FUCK her and her bullshit)
WOW nothing hurts my self esteem quite like scrolling thru the twitter tl of a skinny, stylish, edgy young nu-goth girl & realizing that i’m just a fat potato with the eloquence and grace of a soggy dish sponge.
how is it that i can have a fantastic time hanging out with one friend but as soon as you throw a second friend into the mix i suddenly can’t handle it and get all anxious and shut down and feel like a complete loser
u
*angrily slams the reblog button on vague works of art so that ur blog ‘matches’ as if this somehow makes u deep nd profound*
*congratulates urself on being the most interesting unique humble person*
~
HAHAHA
I’ve stopped fighting this bitterness
I let myself feel it because it burns and I’m SO GLAD TO HATE YOU
for everything you did without apologizing for, for every moment you were fake to me, for every ounce of your life that you love but don’t deserve
I’ll never know how she could forgive you, I guess she’s bigger than me
And your mom was right when she defended you:
i have no place,
i’m not god,
i don’t get to judge what you’ve earned
or what you’ve taken without asking
But your sense of entitlement is ASTOUNDING
Your eagerness to reward yourself for getting away with lies is ENRAGING
And your denial of your own mediocrity is COMICAL.
funny how
when i finally stood up for myself
cut the mess that is you
out of my life
and moved on
you can still somehow believe that it was you
who held all the power
who did the cutting out
who moved on
laughable how
you’re so avoidant of your own “attitude problems”
you’re content to call out mine
you’re so wannabe deep
you make vague-posts about my vague-posts
think yourself above and below me
view me as a shallow pool
when i’ve proved to you time and again
the reaches of my deep end
and drowned you in it
i guess i have nothing to offer
my friends always tell me they “miss” me and “we should hang out soon!” and “let’s chill sometime,” yet i never get invited to hang or hit the bar with them on saturday nights... i wasn’t even included in the joint birthday celebration when it was my birthday last weekend too
and i shouldn’t even be sad about it because i wanted to stay in tonight anyways and be an introvert and listen to tha cure but hey, i can’t help but see the snaps and tweets of everyone hanging out w/o me and it’s the worst feeling. i know it’s not even personal, like it probably all just happened randomly that they all ended up together... but i just feel left out and forgotten and lonely
and it’s not even like i click with them anymore on an intuitive level... (no one is as goth as me, or as into tha cure as me, ha) so am i really sad about these friends who aren’t even my friends?
yah, yes i am. cuz without them i guess i don’t have anyone at all
i guess i have nothing to offer them anymore
peace
i don’t know which is worse - being kept awake by the sound of my roommate’s obnoxious girlfriend just SOBBING after they had a fight… or waking up at 2:30 a.m to the sound of them coming home laughing and shouting across rooms at each other, followed by the sound of her moaning during sex.
just fucking peachy.
did i mention i hate living with Gemini?
why did i agree to this again?
the worst part is knowing that he doesn’t honestly give a shit about waking me up so rudely… that they’re probably in there laughing about it together. i can feel ya bad vibes through the walls bro - u know they're thin!
ahhh.
Stop whining.
Get your shit together and realize that there are people whose lives are contingent upon you being an adult and following through on your promises.
It’s not all up in the air for everyone else.
Peace.
Incredibly lonely.
I sit on back porches of houses that aren’t mine I sip from tall boys And think about the time that I found twenty dollars on the ground and spent it on weed When I could really use it now Think about the mixie I made on the last day of fall semester out of water and sleeping pills and a way out and a goodbye note And I think about the mess I would have left behind had I stayed dying And I’ll never forgive myself for the look on my mom’s face it’s been a year and I’m still just as much of a disgrace And I think of how my brother never had to beg dad for cash I’m just another bad investment in debt up to my eyelids And I remember the day I learned I could get my way if I pretended to cry I never could tell a lie But I’ve gotten better I promise
i can’t even slam my bedroom door on the disaster that was today
i want to sleep anywhere else
honesty is too much to ask for so i ask myself
how to hold my face fair
make my heart still.
amazing how imaginative i feel now that my creative space isn't being suffocated by clutter, passive aggression, and the selfishness of a self-proclaimed "true artist" ✌🏼️
i don’t seek approval so you can stop pretending that you’re important enough or qualified enough to give it