look ma, no tears.
i should hate you. hate you for ignoring that message. hate you for using me for information. hate you for being such an ass. for not being willing to be friends. for throwing our friendship away because i told you something. but i dont. i dont hate you. strange, isn't it? i'm not even angry at you. when i realised that you were pumping me for information, sure, i felt a little used, i got annoyed but i wasn't angry. why's that? i should be angry. i should be indignant that you cheapened our friendship or what's left of it but i'm not.
i still only have positive feelings towards you. but no, i don't like you anymore. not in that way anyway. not after what you did, because then i'd just be truly pathetic. so if you'll get over yourself, get over what i told you, maybe, just maybe we can still be friends. we'd be brilliant friends because we used to get along and laugh at strange things together.
and why am i posting this on my journal instead of contacting you directly? well, maybe i just don't want to give you another thing to ignore or maybe i'm just hanging on to that thin hope that you still care about what's happening in my life and still read this lj. or maybe i just still a coward who wouldn't confront you about this. so, i'm just going to leave it up to chance/fate/your whim to determine if you read this or not.
i still only have positive feelings towards you. but no, i don't like you anymore. not in that way anyway. not after what you did, because then i'd just be truly pathetic. so if you'll get over yourself, get over what i told you, maybe, just maybe we can still be friends. we'd be brilliant friends because we used to get along and laugh at strange things together.
and why am i posting this on my journal instead of contacting you directly? well, maybe i just don't want to give you another thing to ignore or maybe i'm just hanging on to that thin hope that you still care about what's happening in my life and still read this lj. or maybe i just still a coward who wouldn't confront you about this. so, i'm just going to leave it up to chance/fate/your whim to determine if you read this or not.