uhhay.
im pretty close to kicking javier in the man-junk area. he's 35, married, with children and there's no ummm. just eww.
it's fun to hug mark bc hes like a toothpick. and british. and its fun to argue with seamus even tho i suck at it like really bad.
all i want to do is care about somebody like a lot. geez.
dear you, i can take a hint, thanks. actually i got the hint a long time ago. but sometimes when people still don't really get what the hell happened and especially when they really honest to goodness still care about you, they disregard the "hints", try to talk to you and cross their fingers that maybe you'll at least not fucking hate them out of nowhere. i really seriously dont get why im still talking about this/why the thought of you still bothers me so much but i guess i really liked you or something. and all you can do is feel bad for me. and then talk lots of shit here and there. but i guess that's no big surprise. bc that's what you're the best at, right? talking shit and hating everyone? yeah, too bad. luckily, this stuff doesnt make me all sad like it used to, not that you care. but sometimes, like today when i see your brother i cant help but to feel like shit is so unresolved. i dont know. i still dont understand why you hate me but whatever. i guess i'll never know. and i'll keep working on not letting it get to me bc if you dont care now then you never really cared to begin with. i'll just take the whole like two seconds in between that you did happen to think fondly of me and leave. for reals this time. love, me.
p.s. i bet you'll never even read this. oh well.
fabio gets back tomarrow ;sldkjfgl;as&&&!!!ka ching!
get wrigley's cool watermelon flavored gum. it's yum.
it's fun to hug mark bc hes like a toothpick. and british. and its fun to argue with seamus even tho i suck at it like really bad.
all i want to do is care about somebody like a lot. geez.
dear you, i can take a hint, thanks. actually i got the hint a long time ago. but sometimes when people still don't really get what the hell happened and especially when they really honest to goodness still care about you, they disregard the "hints", try to talk to you and cross their fingers that maybe you'll at least not fucking hate them out of nowhere. i really seriously dont get why im still talking about this/why the thought of you still bothers me so much but i guess i really liked you or something. and all you can do is feel bad for me. and then talk lots of shit here and there. but i guess that's no big surprise. bc that's what you're the best at, right? talking shit and hating everyone? yeah, too bad. luckily, this stuff doesnt make me all sad like it used to, not that you care. but sometimes, like today when i see your brother i cant help but to feel like shit is so unresolved. i dont know. i still dont understand why you hate me but whatever. i guess i'll never know. and i'll keep working on not letting it get to me bc if you dont care now then you never really cared to begin with. i'll just take the whole like two seconds in between that you did happen to think fondly of me and leave. for reals this time. love, me.
p.s. i bet you'll never even read this. oh well.
fabio gets back tomarrow ;sldkjfgl;as&&&!!!ka ching!
get wrigley's cool watermelon flavored gum. it's yum.