Well, this helps.
Finally, some kind of reaction to the letter (more like a dissertation) that I sent her. It shows how little she cares. She says as much. That hurts. A lot. But it also makes me angry, and that's better than feeling sad and nostalgic.
Monday, September 20, 2010
blahhhh
Almost totally over the random calls from bitter exs and the revelations of the self righteous. Guess what? I don’t care that you feel that I have abused you in some way because my concepts of fun relationships don’t necessarily align with the rambles of your depression. Mostly bored about the way you would like me to press my thoughts into readily declarations of promises that should be kept within my jacket until someone is worthy of seeing them. I know that I might have some problems and yeah I definitely have some baggage but it’s just not my style to hold your hand through all your junk. Get through it yourself but if you are ready to watch the moonlight and see yourself in new ways then here I am with the listening ear. Until then leave me in peace, woman!
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Monday, September 20, 2010
blahhhh
Almost totally over the random calls from bitter exs and the revelations of the self righteous. Guess what? I don’t care that you feel that I have abused you in some way because my concepts of fun relationships don’t necessarily align with the rambles of your depression. Mostly bored about the way you would like me to press my thoughts into readily declarations of promises that should be kept within my jacket until someone is worthy of seeing them. I know that I might have some problems and yeah I definitely have some baggage but it’s just not my style to hold your hand through all your junk. Get through it yourself but if you are ready to watch the moonlight and see yourself in new ways then here I am with the listening ear. Until then leave me in peace, woman!
Posted by A Minor at 5:42 PM 0 comments