For Those Who Care
What you read in this will probably upset most of my friends who read this. I’ll apologize now for that. But I have to write this and get it off my chest.
Most of you do not care (well, hate) me dating Mark. I know I haven’t been able to talk much and see you all recently because of it and that much is my fault. But the truth is, though, that I’m truly happy with Mark. We worked out our problems and now the only problems we have are caused by all of you guys.
If you think Mark isn’t right for me, fine. But it’s still my life, if I want to fuck it up that’s my choice. Mark’s really not as bad as you all seem to think either. Sure he’s fucked a few girls, but he’s left me alone. He might have once chased ass once, but he’s never bothered mine. Mark truly respects me and cares about me and my problems. If all he wanted was sex he wouldn’t have spent (and still spend) so much time with me and have stuck around for SIX MONTHS! Mark would have bailed when I had a break down in front of him if he didn’t care.
I’m happy with him. I rarely ever break down anymore despite all the extra stress I‘ve had to deal with lately, and it’s never as bad as it could be so long as I’m with him. It’s not that I refuse to, I just feel better every time I’m with him.
Heather, you’ve put me in a position (so I interpret it) where I have to choose between you and Mark. That’s no choice at all. If I have to make that choice I’m going to choose him, if only for the fact that he won’t make me make a decision like that.
I know everything you’ve heard about him, but how much is true and how much plain rumor? My friends of all people I’d have thought would have known better than to believe everything you hear. If everything I’d heard was true then Maddie would have to have had a kid or two by now, possibly by me since she‘d also be fucking me every other minute…. Since when was I a mother and what happened to all this action I‘m getting and can‘t remember? That’s all. I’ve said my share. I’ve played my hand, the next move is up to you all.
Most of you do not care (well, hate) me dating Mark. I know I haven’t been able to talk much and see you all recently because of it and that much is my fault. But the truth is, though, that I’m truly happy with Mark. We worked out our problems and now the only problems we have are caused by all of you guys.
If you think Mark isn’t right for me, fine. But it’s still my life, if I want to fuck it up that’s my choice. Mark’s really not as bad as you all seem to think either. Sure he’s fucked a few girls, but he’s left me alone. He might have once chased ass once, but he’s never bothered mine. Mark truly respects me and cares about me and my problems. If all he wanted was sex he wouldn’t have spent (and still spend) so much time with me and have stuck around for SIX MONTHS! Mark would have bailed when I had a break down in front of him if he didn’t care.
I’m happy with him. I rarely ever break down anymore despite all the extra stress I‘ve had to deal with lately, and it’s never as bad as it could be so long as I’m with him. It’s not that I refuse to, I just feel better every time I’m with him.
Heather, you’ve put me in a position (so I interpret it) where I have to choose between you and Mark. That’s no choice at all. If I have to make that choice I’m going to choose him, if only for the fact that he won’t make me make a decision like that.
I know everything you’ve heard about him, but how much is true and how much plain rumor? My friends of all people I’d have thought would have known better than to believe everything you hear. If everything I’d heard was true then Maddie would have to have had a kid or two by now, possibly by me since she‘d also be fucking me every other minute…. Since when was I a mother and what happened to all this action I‘m getting and can‘t remember? That’s all. I’ve said my share. I’ve played my hand, the next move is up to you all.