TO: jpolidori@meridian.edu FROM: elandon@meridian.edu SUBJECT: re: You know...
I make my own mistakes all the time. I just don't bother posting them on the internet for everyone to see. What did you want me to say, Lettie? Oh no, please don't hate me, be my friend, I treasure you so much, oh please, oh please..?
Is that all you really get? Heartache? Gee, I kind of wish I knew how that felt.
You know what? You want to know what being Byron's confidant is like? Fine.
Yes, actually. Maybe I DO want you to say that. Maybe I want to feel like for once you appreciate that I'm your friend and not just a girl you sleep with. We're supposed to be friends first and foremost and sometimes I don't feel much friendship coming from you. You're too busy giving and giving and giving to Byron to have anything left for anyone else.
Tell me I'm wrong. Please tell me I'm wrong. I want to BE wrong. I just don't feel like I am right now. And maybe it's because I'm tired and feel empty inside and maybe it's because I'm mad at the world for being unfair. I don't know.
But fine. You take Sammie. And if you break her any worse (which is gonna be easy right now, she's more fragile than a blown glass flower), I'll break YOU. A lot. Be careful with her.
And I'll be careful with Byron. Maybe tough love isn't the best course right now, so I'll keep that in mind.
Somehow, someway, we're gonna fix this. You and me. But I can't fix you on top of it, too.
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FROM: elandon@meridian.edu
SUBJECT: re: You know...
I make my own mistakes all the time. I just don't bother posting them on the internet for everyone to see. What did you want me to say, Lettie? Oh no, please don't hate me, be my friend, I treasure you so much, oh please, oh please..?
Is that all you really get? Heartache? Gee, I kind of wish I knew how that felt.
You know what? You want to know what being Byron's confidant is like? Fine.
You take Byron. I'll take Sammie.
We'll see how that goes. I'm heading over now.
-- John.
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Tell me I'm wrong. Please tell me I'm wrong. I want to BE wrong. I just don't feel like I am right now. And maybe it's because I'm tired and feel empty inside and maybe it's because I'm mad at the world for being unfair. I don't know.
But fine. You take Sammie. And if you break her any worse (which is gonna be easy right now, she's more fragile than a blown glass flower), I'll break YOU. A lot. Be careful with her.
And I'll be careful with Byron. Maybe tough love isn't the best course right now, so I'll keep that in mind.
Somehow, someway, we're gonna fix this. You and me. But I can't fix you on top of it, too.
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