cuz i have nothing but bile to spew at this time, skip if you desire
for the one that this is directed at
read it and go back through histories of the conversations we have had within the small collective there and note the words below
boy, get thee off my journals friends list - your memory is short, your words past and present are meaningless - you recognize no pain, you realize nothing other than your next best fucking time - facts are facts, we could use your age and your lack of emotional depth, but honestly, pfft
while i might have chosen a better place to vent about something given anyone else in your place you might have done the same - since we all were not given any updates of any kind regarding what we knew - since i should have known what meaningless words you vowed a short time ago in those journals within her own posts and others - you are guilty of being less than you said you were in my estimation - damage and bile was spewed in my direction has done its damage in ways you have no concept of knowing - you think your heart was cut out; things that were said to me by people that know, knew and still have no clue about the little and large things that a very small few of us did has wrought ...fuck, can't even begin to describe what they have done - live with that, i have to
i will not forget and i have never forgotten - i have all of our words here in my head - ones written and in person when she has no other influences save myself to speak her mind and her feelings even when they weren't completely explored mentally and emotionally - i have kept them well and will keep them well
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ladies, you know who you are, my apologies - my only excuse was after reading a particular email completely ( i stopped earlier today when i knew that bawling at the office was not going to happen) am in a place that contradicts a facade of polite controlled behaviour - i am certain that you might understand
i think tomorrow i will discuss the merits of being a fictional shoe whore staring with christian louboutin's fall releases. yeah.
to the rest of my f/l - my deepest apologies
read it and go back through histories of the conversations we have had within the small collective there and note the words below
boy, get thee off my journals friends list - your memory is short, your words past and present are meaningless - you recognize no pain, you realize nothing other than your next best fucking time - facts are facts, we could use your age and your lack of emotional depth, but honestly, pfft
while i might have chosen a better place to vent about something given anyone else in your place you might have done the same - since we all were not given any updates of any kind regarding what we knew - since i should have known what meaningless words you vowed a short time ago in those journals within her own posts and others - you are guilty of being less than you said you were in my estimation - damage and bile was spewed in my direction has done its damage in ways you have no concept of knowing - you think your heart was cut out; things that were said to me by people that know, knew and still have no clue about the little and large things that a very small few of us did has wrought ...fuck, can't even begin to describe what they have done - live with that, i have to
i will not forget and i have never forgotten - i have all of our words here in my head - ones written and in person when she has no other influences save myself to speak her mind and her feelings even when they weren't completely explored mentally and emotionally - i have kept them well and will keep them well
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ladies, you know who you are, my apologies - my only excuse was after reading a particular email completely ( i stopped earlier today when i knew that bawling at the office was not going to happen) am in a place that contradicts a facade of polite controlled behaviour - i am certain that you might understand
i think tomorrow i will discuss the merits of being a fictional shoe whore staring with christian louboutin's fall releases. yeah.
to the rest of my f/l - my deepest apologies