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To everyone I owe an email: Soon, I promise. I've just been busy driving around and being mad.
Sophie sent me an email today. It so infuriated me that I found myself driving like a maniac and slamming on the gas pedal when it wasn't quite necessary. Good thing I didn't crash my dad's car on account of her.
She has the fucking nerve to DISREGARD everything I put in the email I sent her. I'm so fucking finished with her. I have had MORE than enough of my share of Sophie-drama. She acts as if it's HER BUSINESS to talk about my family and how much money we have and what I do in school. And she's totally fucking CLUELESS about the concept of TAKING RESPONSIBILITY FOR HER OWN WORDS AND ACTIONS. That's the part that really pisses me off. Whatever she does (AND SAYS!!!), it's her family's fault?! WHAT THE HELL? She has to grow the fuck up already. And stop looking for pity from each and every last person she meets. Maybe THAT'S why you have no friends, Sophie.
I have composed a reply -- a rather angry, full-of-swear-words reply. I'm pondering over whether or not to send it as is, or to revise it so it's a little less acidic.
Not that it really matters what I do, anyway. What's at stake here? A friendship that wouldn't last long, that's what. She's already told me on NUMEROUS OCCASIONS that Jimmy is her only friend. WHAT THE FUCK WAS I TO HER if she has the nerve to say that?! But she's complained about him so much in the past that it's a wonder she can find it in herself to stay with him. OH, but he, TOO, has been ABUSED BY HIS PARENTS. OH YES, THE ULTIMATE GALVANIZING FACTOR. FUCK YOU.
Christ, I'm pissed. I realize that the grammar in this entry is less than perfect, but whatever. I'm going to go for a run.
Sophie sent me an email today. It so infuriated me that I found myself driving like a maniac and slamming on the gas pedal when it wasn't quite necessary. Good thing I didn't crash my dad's car on account of her.
She has the fucking nerve to DISREGARD everything I put in the email I sent her. I'm so fucking finished with her. I have had MORE than enough of my share of Sophie-drama. She acts as if it's HER BUSINESS to talk about my family and how much money we have and what I do in school. And she's totally fucking CLUELESS about the concept of TAKING RESPONSIBILITY FOR HER OWN WORDS AND ACTIONS. That's the part that really pisses me off. Whatever she does (AND SAYS!!!), it's her family's fault?! WHAT THE HELL? She has to grow the fuck up already. And stop looking for pity from each and every last person she meets. Maybe THAT'S why you have no friends, Sophie.
I have composed a reply -- a rather angry, full-of-swear-words reply. I'm pondering over whether or not to send it as is, or to revise it so it's a little less acidic.
Not that it really matters what I do, anyway. What's at stake here? A friendship that wouldn't last long, that's what. She's already told me on NUMEROUS OCCASIONS that Jimmy is her only friend. WHAT THE FUCK WAS I TO HER if she has the nerve to say that?! But she's complained about him so much in the past that it's a wonder she can find it in herself to stay with him. OH, but he, TOO, has been ABUSED BY HIS PARENTS. OH YES, THE ULTIMATE GALVANIZING FACTOR. FUCK YOU.
Christ, I'm pissed. I realize that the grammar in this entry is less than perfect, but whatever. I'm going to go for a run.