I’m Living All Over You

August 6th, 2008 by Lesley Arfin


A few years back, I broke up with my boyfriend and he went psycho. I had logged into myspace at like, 3am and he saw that I was “online.” He proceeded to come over to my building, wait for someone to open the door, and then try to get in my apartment at 6am. Not only is that a problem in and of itself, but at the time I actually had another guy over. I didn’t know what to do, the ex wouldn’t leave. I called the cops and got them to walk him home. I felt so bad but I was scared. And also in the apartment with a crush. I was embarrassed. We didn’t talk for a while, me and the ex, but we would see each other on ichat. You know how you can see what itunes song is playing under the screen name? Well, he would play one of “our” songs (Dead End Kids by the Runaways) and I would then play one of “our” songs back (Stay Forever by Ween). It went on like that for weeks. We hated each other, we loved each other, it was a passive-aggressive and immature way to let each other know we were still thinking about us. It was bittersweet at the time, but now said ex and I are best friends, like we were always meant to be. Cut to today, my broken heart. I’m trying to look for hidden clues. Read more »

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I’m Living All Over You

July 28th, 2008 by Lesley Arfin

I feel like I haven’t been keeping up with my blogging duties and I feel pretty guilty about it. The truth is that I’ve been too busy having a spiritual breakthrough, and by that I mean I have been going through an intense amount of pain. Yes, it’s dramatic and yes, it’s about a boy. Sometimes I feel like “Wow, all this shit is happening, so what? I’m gonna blog about it?” I feel vulnerable about putting myself out there, and guilty for wasting your time. However, I’m pretty sure it’s part if my job to waste your time, so fuck it. The gist is that this guy I’ve been dating (and putting up with) for a while has secretly been dating someone else behind my back. Even when asked “are you dating someone else?” he would not fess up. I wasn’t snooping either, someone told me. I sat around in denial and then I called the girl. YES I CALLED HER. She told me everything. I feel sick. I feel sick that I trusted this person so much. I feel sick when I think about them together, and him telling her it’s over between him and I, and the next day holding my hand and kissing me in front of his friends. I feel sick because there’s nothing I can do, I am powerless. I feel sick because I want to be like “You’ll never eat lunch in this town again!” but that’s insane. I feel sick because I hate him. Most of all, I feel sick because I don’t.

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