My True Feelings
Today, I woke up...a little groggy, but with my mind made up about something important.
I'm minding my own business yesterday and I get this wonderful IM asking me what my fucking problem is. Asking me why I refuse to stay the night at someone's house. Asking me why I'm being a hard ass about going to the fucking dorm room. Well, Let me explain...and If anyone objects to anything I say, please feel free to grab a spoon, and eat my fucking ass. :)
I would just like to clarify, that I can and will do what I want. I can make desisions and if I dont want to stay at your fucking house I DO NOT HAVE TO, so shut the hell up. Oh, upset? I'm just getting started.
My fucking problem, is simple really. You told my best friend to stop being friends with me. Why? Because you think I'm in love with her, and you want to have sex with her. Hello, I want to make sure your listening, because I want this to be the last time I say this. I DO NOT, NOR WILL I EVER LIKE GIRLS. Thank you.
Being a hard ass about going to the Dorm Room...Well, all I can say about that is...I'm sorry if I dont want to tag along and go see some band I've already seen, I would rather go to the Art Studio, and see something new. Sorry for making the wrong choice, please punish me because I dont want to go see Losing the Fight, the God of all bands. Give me a mother fucking break, and grow the fuck up.
I did nothing to you, and you have the audacity to IM me, and cuss at me. Why? Over petty Bullshit? My God, that is pathetic.
So, go on about your little life, with your little UTI, and never speak to me again.
Amanda, if this makes you mad, I understand, but I want you to know none of this was directed towards you. Your my friend, and I want us to stay friends.
Oh, my cat got ran over yesterday too. Good times.
Ok now, everyone DIE.
I'm minding my own business yesterday and I get this wonderful IM asking me what my fucking problem is. Asking me why I refuse to stay the night at someone's house. Asking me why I'm being a hard ass about going to the fucking dorm room. Well, Let me explain...and If anyone objects to anything I say, please feel free to grab a spoon, and eat my fucking ass. :)
I would just like to clarify, that I can and will do what I want. I can make desisions and if I dont want to stay at your fucking house I DO NOT HAVE TO, so shut the hell up. Oh, upset? I'm just getting started.
My fucking problem, is simple really. You told my best friend to stop being friends with me. Why? Because you think I'm in love with her, and you want to have sex with her. Hello, I want to make sure your listening, because I want this to be the last time I say this. I DO NOT, NOR WILL I EVER LIKE GIRLS. Thank you.
Being a hard ass about going to the Dorm Room...Well, all I can say about that is...I'm sorry if I dont want to tag along and go see some band I've already seen, I would rather go to the Art Studio, and see something new. Sorry for making the wrong choice, please punish me because I dont want to go see Losing the Fight, the God of all bands. Give me a mother fucking break, and grow the fuck up.
I did nothing to you, and you have the audacity to IM me, and cuss at me. Why? Over petty Bullshit? My God, that is pathetic.
So, go on about your little life, with your little UTI, and never speak to me again.
Amanda, if this makes you mad, I understand, but I want you to know none of this was directed towards you. Your my friend, and I want us to stay friends.
Oh, my cat got ran over yesterday too. Good times.
Ok now, everyone DIE.