May 03, 2006 22:27
Dear bitch of a sister Denise,
I should know better by now not to trust you with anything meaningful in my life. I should know better not to try to get in an important conversation concerning said meaningful part of my life.
But I don't because I'm an idiot.
I have come to terms with the fact that you are so wrapped up in your own life that you don't listen to me when I try to tell you about something I care about. I have come to terms with the fact that your friends listen to me more than you do. But after I tell you about my orientation and you ridicule me about it later on? That's low, even for you.
I don't care if it was you just being your insensitive self, it was rude. And if I try to tell you about my life because I haven't seen you in weeks, you're supposed to listen, not say, "I don't care about your 'bi' thing." And F.Y.I., I wasn't being specific about any sex.
Love Always even if I hate you right now,
Your over-forgiving little sister.
On a lighter note...
My Dear Beautiful and Crazy Nephew,
Kisses are lovely dear, but licking someone for the upteenth time is gross and disturbing-- especially if you lick someone while you're still chewing food.
Love Always and Forever,
Your beloved yet grossed out auntie.
rant,
rl