March 27th, 2006


(no subject)


You disgust me.
I've gotten past the junior-high-you-stole-my-boyfriend part, but that is, is a sense, what you did.
I remember having a conversation with you on my birthday, a Wednesday, about how much I still loved him.
You went out with him that weekend.
You never said a word to me about it.
You still haven't said a word to me about it.
And "I couldn't think of anything to say" isn't an excuse.
I'm completely aware that there are more than a few people in this community that could easily, and would, show this to you. And I just... don't really care. To be honest.
So, take the knife out of my back, and then maybe we'll talk.
But probably not.