anickycrown

[anickycrown]

A Take on the 21st Century Dear John Letter

Dear John, I'm sitting here, at that walnut table you had to have, sending this to your work email because you couldn't even manage to leave your desk for our anniversary. Our third anniversary! What is wrong with you!? Six months ago, you said you were going to try to get that promotion, and news flash, Gary from Accounting is going to get it. I know I said to go for it, and I've been supporting you, cleaning the house, paying the bills, cooking all the meals. However, you're not helping me in the slightest, and I never see you anymore. I work a 9-5 too, it's not that hard to take out the trash. Yesterday, my mother came over and continued to badger me about when we're going to get married. I looked at her like she was crazy, and I realized I've been crazy too. I can't keep doing this. You're a really funny person, and you have a sweet side that's sort of hidden from people who don't know you. I know you care about me, but it's not enough. Sometimes I want to rip my hair out because you don't take anything seriously. You've been cagey about this pursuing this promotion whenever I ask, and you avoid taking responsibility. You're an adult; I'm an adult, we should be able to communicate and work our problems out in a healthy manner, but you're always dismissing my concerns and giving me empty apologies and promises. John, you said we would get married after you got the promotion, but did you just not want to commit? I thought you would make the effort to have a nice dinner with me on our anniversary, after the rough patch that's been the last six months, but obviously you're prioritizing being a paperpusher over our relationship, if you even remembered it was coming up. I'm fed up with having to deal with this. I don't have the energy to keep investing myself in "us" just to be reminded of how little I matter to you. I don't have the capacity to be a housekeeper, personal chef, and laundress to the ENTIRE household, and I shouldn't have to! Eventually, you'll have to be a functional adult, but I'm not staying until you figure it out. Good Ridance,

Your new Ex

[anickycrown]

"I wanted to imagine you dead so that your living would stop haunting me. You don't exist in my universe anymore"

[anickycrown]

I am known by many names but it is always me

reincarnation in a nutshell by icky

[anickycrown]

an improvement

though i never saw it, (she has the honor and responsibility now), i think that maybe you did learn from me. grudging respect you draw, an unspoken truce i’d never speak... perhaps it shows in action. 

can i stop hurting? seems irrelevant now. or maybe, nothing has changed. determination is all i have to call my own. far places it can take me if i walk the wire. don’t look down

[anickycrown]

you can't force someone to care about you, and you can't make them want to stay... you hope, and wish, and will it to the universe that maybe this one can hang around for awhile. they just might take you up on the offer or walk straight out the door

-Crown

[anickycrown]

pursuit of happiness

what does it even mean? I relentlessly chase after a feeling I’ve missed for years. Can I not find something, someone that makes me feel content? After all, everyone should be happy.

I covet pain, sadness, misery. At least with them, being numb is not an option. (geez kids, could you lighten up?)

What does it mean? I attempt to accomplish feats of amazement! For my own enjoyment at least... I may find something, someone that makes me feel content. But it stems from my person. Everyone deserves to feel happy

I covet the moments where I share that feeling with others. At least with another, sorrow is chased away for awhile!

[anickycrown]

nah, it crispy

Crown: 0-o you did not eat a moldy bagel ?

icky: LOL nah it

crispy...

[anickycrown]

Crown: are there ocean stans around here, go back to the ocean

icky: XD go drink salt water bro and go bloop bloop

[anickycrown]

they really do deserve each other-

bruh I don't even want to write this, but the emotions are bubbling out of my skin, and I am doing the eye water shiz. The world's worst power couple is in the making.  I never expected a server romance to mess me up, and is it just how I see the chemistry, but I know it'll end up badly/really well? Like y'know what, it's none of my business, and I'm fucking unwanted anyways.  Does she feel threatened, cause girl, I do not want your man. LIKE NO WAY IN HELL, I JUST WANT HER NOT TO BE HURT. Me knowing how he is makes it a lot harder to sit on the sidelines... (not much of a mad lad) But anyways, I wish her the best of luck. People have a tendency to attract what they need at the time. If you wanted him, I am so sorry LOL. Is this a fucking trial for me? About love, loss, and determination? I hate having to persevere by feeling like shit but here we are! I refuse to be the villain for someone else’s lackluster romance movie