February 17, 2005

• Guys out there, you know when girls get mad at you and you ask them why they’re mad and they give you the most unappealing answer of them all: “If you don’t know, I won’t tell you” I can feel the universal nod and pain. But you know what, it actually hurts the girl more for you not knowing why they’re in pain, why you caused them pain in the first place. If it is so obvious we’re suffering, why can’t you see through us? We don’t expect you to be mind readers, but we expect you to try to care. Try to think back what has caused us to tear up like little girls, try to understand why we’re mad. But it’s worst, when you give us the answer: “I don’t know”, or “what did i do to you?” See, that just sends us to flames. You mean, I’m crying here and you don’t know why, when you’re exactly the reason why?!?! Omg….. So our next reaction would be. Well.. if you don’t know, then lets just forget it. Because obviously, what the girl has problems with.. isn’t a very big problem to the guy, or else, why wouldn’t he get it through his big thick head that there’s a problem? 

  
  

  But like any other girl, the longer you dwell on the “just tell me whats wrong” the girl will crack and eventually tell you. It’s not because we’re all complete bitches and don’t want to solve things, the reason why we’re sad in the first place is because we care too much about you, and all we want is an happy ending.

  
  

  But when guys are wrong, and they don’t know when they’re wrong, that’s what kills us girls.

  
  

  So here i am, sobbing my nose and snorting/choking on tears like a little pig is because of what my mother said to me an hour ago. I could not believe the words that came out of her mouth, especially when it was coming from her. She should know better. So I was burning up so much that i walked away from the conversation, shouted “Mom, I can’t believe you’re telling me this, this is the worst thing anyone can ever tell me..” and just slammed the door behind me. Minutes later, I had to go downstairs (I would never go downstairs if i never had to) and she acted like everything was normal. Excuse me? Do you not hear me snorting my boogers and my nose is all red from crying? Why are you acting like nothing just happened?? She kept on asking me to read this letter for her but i just gave the silent treatment. Then she said those words: “don’t know why you’re mad. what was there to be mad about?”

  
  

  what?

  
  

  you don’t know what i’m mad about?… ?!?!

  
  

  That’s when i realized how much it hurts… beyond the pain that has already been caused… it hurts when your loved ones don’t even know why you’re crying. It’s like a murderer pleading innocence in front of the victim.

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