If you see this...please know. It's for you.
I'm just curious...
What satisfaction to people get from "talking shit" *years* after all the drama is gone?
It's over. I don't feel anything for you...and that's probably more insulting than if I actually still hated you. Because if I still hated you, then it'd mean I still thought about you. But you've been reduced to being a fact of my past life, a fact that is officially history. Your choice, not mine. But it's worked out for the best, we can all agree, can't we? I'm not even mad as I write this, just stunned that you still have a morbid fascination with my life!
I think it's sad that you're still bitter. If you weren't, you wouldn't care about what I do, and when. You wouldn't be passive aggressively writing things you think I'd never hear about or see.
But I guess now I'm just as bad as you, with the passive aggressive communication...but that's fine. It's the precedent you set.
I thought your new life was supposed to be so amazing. That's what your drunk dialed voicemail said, right? Oh wait, that same voicemail said you love me. Wow, what can I say about that? Yet, you still waste your time spending that extra minute to put your acrid opinion out there.
Does it bother you that I'm still happy and you are still wrong?
What satisfaction to people get from "talking shit" *years* after all the drama is gone?
It's over. I don't feel anything for you...and that's probably more insulting than if I actually still hated you. Because if I still hated you, then it'd mean I still thought about you. But you've been reduced to being a fact of my past life, a fact that is officially history. Your choice, not mine. But it's worked out for the best, we can all agree, can't we? I'm not even mad as I write this, just stunned that you still have a morbid fascination with my life!
I think it's sad that you're still bitter. If you weren't, you wouldn't care about what I do, and when. You wouldn't be passive aggressively writing things you think I'd never hear about or see.
But I guess now I'm just as bad as you, with the passive aggressive communication...but that's fine. It's the precedent you set.
I thought your new life was supposed to be so amazing. That's what your drunk dialed voicemail said, right? Oh wait, that same voicemail said you love me. Wow, what can I say about that? Yet, you still waste your time spending that extra minute to put your acrid opinion out there.
Does it bother you that I'm still happy and you are still wrong?