For the record, and I'm only saying this because of a statement SHE MADE to one of my friends in her journal,
likethepaint claiming I'm responsible for her self-harming because I supposedly "snapped at her" is bullshit. She's trying to deny she said it now, but it's too fucking late. I won't forgive this.
She's stressed about exams, insists on believing that Swansea University will house its students in halls according to whether they are into partying or not and cannot stand being wrong. No matter how much she insists she hates conflict or confronting people, she does a pretty good job of bitching at me - usually when I get angry about the way people (including her own family) supposedly treat her. Yeah - getting angry at me for feeling protective of her after being told her highly dramatic sob stories. Really nice.
Frankly, I'm done with the drama that just has not stopped lately. I hadn't blocked her last night, but I'll be fucked if I'm letting someone blame me for their personal problems, which half the time are due to her own misunderstandings or blowing shit way out of proportion.
Julie and I have let her stay for days and days at a time, we've 'fed' her expensive meat-free substitutes from the organic shop down the road when she came to visit and cooked her separate meals (while I was on £60.50 a week benefits as my sole income, I should note) - only for her to never eat more than a few forkfuls, if that (and I'm not exaggerating), we've taken her shopping, helped her out when she was sick, and her repayment is to claim that I'm the reason she allegedly self-harmed? As someone who spent fucking YEARS doing that, I would never, ever publicly accuse someone of doing something so personal. It is your own choice to do that, I didn't give her the blade or tell her what to do. In fact, my "snapping" was saying I was going to bed, which I was fully planning to do.
Anyone who doesn't believe me is welcome to see the conversation, given as the only personal element of it is conjecture as to Swansea University's housing policies. At this point, and after that bullshit, I don't even care what she thinks anymore.
Fuck you, Matte. It doesn't matter how old you are by age, you have a lot of growing up to do before you become an adult.
Don't worry - you'll get your ticket money for the FOB show (which you insisted on paying for) back the moment I get my June pay.
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She's stressed about exams, insists on believing that Swansea University will house its students in halls according to whether they are into partying or not and cannot stand being wrong. No matter how much she insists she hates conflict or confronting people, she does a pretty good job of bitching at me - usually when I get angry about the way people (including her own family) supposedly treat her. Yeah - getting angry at me for feeling protective of her after being told her highly dramatic sob stories. Really nice.
Frankly, I'm done with the drama that just has not stopped lately. I hadn't blocked her last night, but I'll be fucked if I'm letting someone blame me for their personal problems, which half the time are due to her own misunderstandings or blowing shit way out of proportion.
Julie and I have let her stay for days and days at a time, we've 'fed' her expensive meat-free substitutes from the organic shop down the road when she came to visit and cooked her separate meals (while I was on £60.50 a week benefits as my sole income, I should note) - only for her to never eat more than a few forkfuls, if that (and I'm not exaggerating), we've taken her shopping, helped her out when she was sick, and her repayment is to claim that I'm the reason she allegedly self-harmed? As someone who spent fucking YEARS doing that, I would never, ever publicly accuse someone of doing something so personal. It is your own choice to do that, I didn't give her the blade or tell her what to do. In fact, my "snapping" was saying I was going to bed, which I was fully planning to do.
Anyone who doesn't believe me is welcome to see the conversation, given as the only personal element of it is conjecture as to Swansea University's housing policies. At this point, and after that bullshit, I don't even care what she thinks anymore.
Fuck you, Matte. It doesn't matter how old you are by age, you have a lot of growing up to do before you become an adult.
Don't worry - you'll get your ticket money for the FOB show (which you insisted on paying for) back the moment I get my June pay.