Hey you!
Callous emails and hidden derogatory messages.
What a passive-agressive way to tear me down!
You know what Santa Cruz? If that is your real name...
In the words of my Mom, "why don't you go blow!"
Or, grow some balls, and tell me what you really think.
"This is too hard, and it's not worth it anymore."
There, some freakin' honesty.
You know, you don't have to like me.
You don't have to pretend to be my friend.
You CAN and SHOULD throw my existence out of the proverbial window in your brain.
Do it! Now! I promise I won't toss it back in.
There, now that that's settled.
Give me back my beer brewing supplies.
What a passive-agressive way to tear me down!
You know what Santa Cruz? If that is your real name...
In the words of my Mom, "why don't you go blow!"
Or, grow some balls, and tell me what you really think.
"This is too hard, and it's not worth it anymore."
There, some freakin' honesty.
You know, you don't have to like me.
You don't have to pretend to be my friend.
You CAN and SHOULD throw my existence out of the proverbial window in your brain.
Do it! Now! I promise I won't toss it back in.
There, now that that's settled.
Give me back my beer brewing supplies.