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Okay. So basically, today was suppoused to be fucking awsome.
It wasn't.
Dear all the people that make me sad,
What did I EVER do to you. Do I talk about you behind your back? Do I annoy you? Oh, please forgive me if I'm just too nice to you. Fucking. I'm glad I have good friends to fall back on. I love how you have NO idea that you piss me off and make me want to cry. Let's pretend like nothing's different. Let's pretend like I don't notice your baskstabbing tendancies. If you didn't fucking talk about me behind my back when I'm RIGHT THERE, I wouldn't know. I can't be bothered by something I don't know about, now can I?
So learn this. If you want to mistreat the friends you have, they won't be your friends much longer.
Regards,
Elise.
And, to add insult to injury, there isn't a new SB Email. For all the Monday's not to have one.
It wasn't.
Dear all the people that make me sad,
What did I EVER do to you. Do I talk about you behind your back? Do I annoy you? Oh, please forgive me if I'm just too nice to you. Fucking. I'm glad I have good friends to fall back on. I love how you have NO idea that you piss me off and make me want to cry. Let's pretend like nothing's different. Let's pretend like I don't notice your baskstabbing tendancies. If you didn't fucking talk about me behind my back when I'm RIGHT THERE, I wouldn't know. I can't be bothered by something I don't know about, now can I?
So learn this. If you want to mistreat the friends you have, they won't be your friends much longer.
Regards,
Elise.
And, to add insult to injury, there isn't a new SB Email. For all the Monday's not to have one.