Aug 15, 2007 05:04
omg my life is over- the computers at mwr are down so i can't check my myspace message that you sent, peter :( sad face.
oh! wait! maybe i should give you my myspace password so you can go check it behind my back and then get mad at me and say it's my fault that you checked it, lol. plz, betray me so i can be emo. and not answer your calls. [can you tell i'm venting? and it feels really good] and then after a week of waiting i will get your package in the mail, and it will have an i lessthan/three you letter of why you aren't cheating on me and how aweful it is that we are together. omg. and then you can go about your miserable life without me, you sloppy- drunk- hooker- lover, and remember when you had it so damn good that life just kind of fell into place.
idk where the fuck all of this came from but i want to keep going
so then you call me, finally, after i have like 3 kids and a sexy, distinguished, and did i mention rich? husband- just to find out- you should have just given a ring to me a long time ago, or just answered my FUCKING CALL!!!11!o0ne!eleven1dammit!1
your overexaggerating no longer phases me. blah.
lulz