June 11, 2008
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

When it was me posting about my new furniture, my travels, my art, my spa treatments, my new car: she called me “vain” and said I was “always seeking attention and outside assurance” because I was apparently so incredibly “needy” and “insecure”. (Classic of a Narcissist, though… to say this kind of thing… to their own partner…)

She said she is the type of person who doesn’t need to always talk about her stuff. She is humble. And me, I should learn how to be more like her in that way.

It’s easy to be humble when you don’t have anything, isn’t it? Then suddenly at almost 30, you can finally buy a bed instead of keeping your mattress on the floor like you did for years, and the rules change. Word.

I’m not saying she is wrong for her posts. Just like I wasn’t wrong for mine. I’m just pointing out the hypocrisy to remedy the feelings she planted about me inside of me, when given the same opportunity ($) she’s the same fucking way. 

Long live the double standard. And keep on bitin’… imitation is the greatest form of flattery.

I’m amused. And apparently, also, a muse.

PS: If MySpace “is truly nothing more than an incredibly wasteful use of time (for those who let it be) and a waste of space on the web” and “is pretty much the equivalent to living in the projects with everyone else from the hood”, then why does she check her “blank” page more than I check mine?

Just making a point. Either come out of the MySpace closet already, and eat your words: or delete your page. It’s truly laughable.