I'm sorry YOU'RE just not that special...
What about me is so special that you would need my approval or liking? Can you answer me that one question? What does it matter whether or not I acknowledge your existance? I don't care to waste my time making small talk with you, deal with it and why you insist on posting journal entry after journal entry about me is rediculous. The lack of communication betweeen the two of us is simple. YOU DON'T EVEN RANK IN THE TOP 20. Also, I have no issuses with all of your friends which you seem to drag into all your dramatic problems, so quit dragging them in. You say you're way more mature and blah blah blah... but unfortunatly, who is the one contemplating all this information? YOU ARE. Every word I say or write you psychoanalize trying to find one comment to throw back in my face or to bring up with Jermaine just so that you can feel even remotely special and unique. You are like a puppy dog begging for some attention so that you can feel part of something. When can you just grow up and leave me alone? I AM NEVER GOING TO LIKE YOU AND WE WILL NEVER BE FRIENDS. Leave it at that and leave me out of you constant conversation.