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Dear Amy,
You'll always be a cunt. And yes, it's true, I can be helplessly immature and neurotic, but you know what? I know enough about life to not believe the twenty-three year old I'm losing my virginity to when he says he loves me after only dating me for two weeks. I also am fully aware that insisting to people that they give me their time and downright forcing them to speak to me will not make anyone love me, it'll scare them the fuck away.
Pretty much everyone who has heard about you in Miami thinks you're a psycho and asks me why I bother to speak to you.
Oh? And being engaged to someone I've only spoken to on the internet? Yeah... sorry. Anyone doing that past the age of fifteen is downright retarded.
So please, get over your abandonment daddy-issues and let people grow to like you.... don't try to force them to. Also, don't bottle your anger/issues with other people up and fucking learn to discuss them without sounding like a rabid dog. And seriously? Even if you weren't Kansas white trash, I'd still be better than you, love.
As for trying to be my friend? Whatever. Yes, I had bad days and I'd tell you about them, only to have you change the subject and when I'd try to ask you about what was happening in your life when you seemed upset, I'd get a simple "I don't want to talk about it." Truthfully, neither did I. I haven't seen you as a friend for quite some time now and the loss of your friendship is more of a relief than anything. You always made me feel like I needed to walk on eggshells. I may need to improve on my responsibility, but you clearly need to develope some actual fucking people skills. I pity the next person you choose to unload your bitterness on.
It'll be so nice to never again have to deal with naggy, whiny "OMG WHERE ARE YOUUU?!?!?!?! GET ONLINE AND TALK TO MEEEEE" text messages. Honestly, if I were your father, I wouldn't want someone like that living around me either.
Sincerely,
Karen
Anyways.
This weekend I've learned that true friends are those who can point out your faults, be annoyed by them, and yet still understand that they aren't going to vanish overnight.
You'll always be a cunt. And yes, it's true, I can be helplessly immature and neurotic, but you know what? I know enough about life to not believe the twenty-three year old I'm losing my virginity to when he says he loves me after only dating me for two weeks. I also am fully aware that insisting to people that they give me their time and downright forcing them to speak to me will not make anyone love me, it'll scare them the fuck away.
Pretty much everyone who has heard about you in Miami thinks you're a psycho and asks me why I bother to speak to you.
Oh? And being engaged to someone I've only spoken to on the internet? Yeah... sorry. Anyone doing that past the age of fifteen is downright retarded.
So please, get over your abandonment daddy-issues and let people grow to like you.... don't try to force them to. Also, don't bottle your anger/issues with other people up and fucking learn to discuss them without sounding like a rabid dog. And seriously? Even if you weren't Kansas white trash, I'd still be better than you, love.
As for trying to be my friend? Whatever. Yes, I had bad days and I'd tell you about them, only to have you change the subject and when I'd try to ask you about what was happening in your life when you seemed upset, I'd get a simple "I don't want to talk about it." Truthfully, neither did I. I haven't seen you as a friend for quite some time now and the loss of your friendship is more of a relief than anything. You always made me feel like I needed to walk on eggshells. I may need to improve on my responsibility, but you clearly need to develope some actual fucking people skills. I pity the next person you choose to unload your bitterness on.
It'll be so nice to never again have to deal with naggy, whiny "OMG WHERE ARE YOUUU?!?!?!?! GET ONLINE AND TALK TO MEEEEE" text messages. Honestly, if I were your father, I wouldn't want someone like that living around me either.
Sincerely,
Karen
Anyways.
This weekend I've learned that true friends are those who can point out your faults, be annoyed by them, and yet still understand that they aren't going to vanish overnight.