Apr 21, 2006 10:27
This is what I fucking mean...what did I FUCKING DO?!
(read from bottom to top)
First off...what do you mean for the wrong reasons?
What is that pertaining to?
Second, what the FUCK did I say this time? See what I said...every single time you say somethng to me, you make me feel like shit.
If you want to be left alone Christian, I'll grant you that, because I am so tired of being made to feel like shit when I didn't do anything wrong.
On 4/21/06, chris wrote:
you had to fucking say that dont fucking say a thing to me i`m fucking pissed
On 4/21/06, chris wrote:
for the wrong reasons right?
On 4/21/06, Jessica Christensen-Cook wrote:
I understand that your roommate knows you better than anyone else. What do you mean no one has asked to be let into your heart, I have. I asked you all the time, what was wrong, what was going on...and I talk to you all the ime, and try to get to you, and you don't let me in. You can't say no one has tried...because I have tried.
Why can't I say goodbye to you...? Just because I like Josh...and he actually talks to me, instead of saying things are wrong and not being secretive, and he actually tells me what's wrong. I'm not trying to make you be on your own.
How am I "in your way of feeling"?
On 4/20/06, chris wrote:
like i said my room mate know me becouse i tell him almost everything there is about me no one has ever asked me to let them in about myself
i told you dont wake up for me becouse its going to be hard on me than anyone else so you keep trying to ask josh out and i will be in on my own
so no one is in my way of my feeling
On 4/19/06, Jessica Christensen-Cook wrote:
What do you mean, of course I am going to wake up, and of course I am going to say goodbye to you, because you are my friend and I DO love you, contrary to what you may think. You do have friend here othethan me...Buddy, and Stan...and all the other people you hang out with...
What do you mean I can't handle the truth...try me.
I can handle more of the truth than you think I can.
On 4/19/06, chris wrote:
well when i leave dont wake up becouse i dont have friends here but my
room mate !
he is the only ome to understand, you cant never handel the trueth
On 4/18/06, Jessica Christensen-Cook wrote:
> Christian...seriously, what the fuck?!
>
> Every time I talk to you, you go and overreact on something you hear from
> someone else. Yes, I like Josh. That's not wrong. What am I supposed to
> do...every time I try to talk to you, you break my heart. You know I love
> you...you have known...since before David Ortiz was here...that's how long
> I've waited for you....to notice me, to decided whether or not you liked
> me.
> So he showed you the card I got him...so what? I like him.
>
> I like you, but every time I talk to you, you accuse me of something, or
> you
> tell me you're leaving, or you're mad at me or something happening in your
> life...I never get through to you...and I take that to mean that you just
> don't care about me enough. Obviously, if you cared, then you would ask me
> what's going on, instead of blowing up at me like this.
>
> And what do you mean, read my hotmails...I do read my hotmails...almost
> every day..is there supposed to be something there from you...cause there
> isn't...there hasn't been...and I doubt there will be.
>
> Christian, if you don't care enough about me to ask what's going on instead
> of assuming you know and blowing up at me...then maybe....
>
>
>
> On 4/18/06, chris wrote:
> >
> > how can you love me when you love josh "he told me everything and
> > showed me the card you gave him read your hot mails":[ bye for good
> >
> > On 4/17/06, Jessica Christensen-Cook wrote:
> > > I miss you...and I hope you're not leaving for good when I'm not
> > > there...you
> > > said you had two weeks last week...that means another week after this
> > > one...
> > >
> > > I miss you already...
> > >
> > > I'm gonna call tomorrow...
> > >
> > > Love you...
> > >
> > > <3 Jess
> > >
> > > --
> > > ~*Real Eyes Realize Real Lies*~
> > >
> > >
> > > I love him. See him through my eyes, and you'll know I'm not lying.