I wouldn't want to talk after meeting for the first time at the post-prom party. *blinkblink* Mount the steed... *snickerfit* Yai, she really you know, kind of made a fool out of herself.
Fools enjoy life most, because they don't worry about what others say. =P Life, not love, is the game, and should be enjoyed, not worrying about what others say or think. You only become depressed then.
I had wanted to talk to you last night, but Mr. Wayne and Mom advised me not to, AKA took the phone from me. You didn't need to talk back to him, or sic a squadron on the phone line, though. But hey, I really don't give a fuck. Between all their talk about "make him suffer" and my testing and other things, I can't divide myself evenly. I just woke up from a nap, so I'm not all here.
I don't see why both your mom or this "Mr. Wayne" had any idea about whether or not you should talk to me. Sounds like a personal decision to me. And talk back to him? As far as I'm concerned, he can go fuck himself. He didn't respect me at all, and I have absolutely no obligations to respect assholes like him. He treated me like crap. And the squadron was to discover what was going on. As for the squadron, Chris said you told him you didn't want to talk to me. So, how much of this was your mom and really just you? Plus, I hope you realize that both your mom and this "Mr. Wayne" have an agenda. If you had talked to Russ, you might've been able to get him back, I don't know if that's what you wanted, but I would've considered the possibility before succumbing to pressure from people who really have no business controlling matters such as this. I don't know if that's what you wanted, but I know that it was a possibility, a possibility that you probably barely considered. But enough about Russ. I feel personally insulted by not only you
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