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Cryptic version:
sometimes i wish the past would stay in the past.....
Real version:
So it turns out that a conversation I had with an old, X'd friend of mine's mom (Zuey's) about me wanting a tattoo one day got around to ol' Zuey herself and she felt obliged to rant back at me about how she had totally forgotten all about me and how audacious it was of me to demand tattoos from her after everything that happened. I promptly wrote back that I had the tattoo that I wanted now and that her unpracticed and hateful tattooistry was not needed, and then I blocked her.
So please let this be read by every mutual friend we have, including Rosie (I'm looking at you, Jonathan, Melody):
I want Zuey and her inner circle out of my life. Completely and absolutely. She is poison, and close buds are not a whole lot better. I don't care about her at all. I want an irreversible zueyectomy
So please do not talk to me about Zuey or Rosie or any of those folks. I get an aneurysm every time they are brought up. I'd rather forget about everything that ever happened concerning them, because the past belongs squarely in the past.
sometimes i wish the past would stay in the past.....
Real version:
So it turns out that a conversation I had with an old, X'd friend of mine's mom (Zuey's) about me wanting a tattoo one day got around to ol' Zuey herself and she felt obliged to rant back at me about how she had totally forgotten all about me and how audacious it was of me to demand tattoos from her after everything that happened. I promptly wrote back that I had the tattoo that I wanted now and that her unpracticed and hateful tattooistry was not needed, and then I blocked her.
So please let this be read by every mutual friend we have, including Rosie (I'm looking at you, Jonathan, Melody):
I want Zuey and her inner circle out of my life. Completely and absolutely. She is poison, and close buds are not a whole lot better. I don't care about her at all. I want an irreversible zueyectomy
So please do not talk to me about Zuey or Rosie or any of those folks. I get an aneurysm every time they are brought up. I'd rather forget about everything that ever happened concerning them, because the past belongs squarely in the past.