If you are reading my journal, and you are not on my friends list or vice versa, then correct me if I'm wrong, but wouldn't you be going out of your way to get here and do so? And if you have me on your "ignore" list, don't you have to make an additional click just to read my comments? Wow, some people do have a lot of time to waste.
As for those certain people, perhaps you should move on with your life and stop being so curious about what's going on in mine. Especially if you are so [insert applicable adjective here] with your own life that you need to twist what I'm saying around to give yourselves something to elaborate on and make speculations toward the meaning of. I've lived nearly 27 years of expiriences. I've made a long list of friends, enemies, lovers, ex-lovers, etc. I'd hate to humble you in the reminder that all of those people have involved more than just the Him and Her I'm speaking specifically to right now, however I will do it anyway. You, yeah, that's right, this time I *AM* speaking to and about you. Hey you, I wish you would get over yourself long enough so as not to instantly believe I am always talking about or referring to you. You are truly ridiculous, and I hate that I have to waste my time in putting the record straight. MW and I have known eachother for 12 years. We've not seen eachother in nearly 4 years, and there are plenty of common acquaintances or friends to talk about without so much as a mention of your name. But if you're so fucking paranoid that you have to make frantic phone calls immediately after you slimed your way over to read my journal, then perhaps there actually are a few things you need to come clean about to someone. After all, this whole thing has only blown up because of your own prying and paranoia.
But while I'm on the topic, and I'm putting this little 5-minute drama to bed, I'd like to give Him and Her a piece of advice:
I quote a friend of mine when I say, "We are experts in being children... at most, have only basic to intermediate skills in being adults."
Pick up some of those skills, and soon. It may teach you to live with your choices. Accept them, embrace them, make new ones if you need to- good or bad. Don't look for regret or reassurance for them by peering univited into the past. More simply, stop reading my journal. I'm not out checking up on you, because freankly, I don't care. I haven't sought out any information so as to rekindle some high school drama with you. In fact, I rejoiced the day I got over our parting and thought I would never have to deal with your drama again. And taking into consideration whatever your warped and one-sided opinon of me may be, you would most likely benefit to do the same. Please, for God's sake, leave me the fuck alone, and move on with your life. Finally.
As for those certain people, perhaps you should move on with your life and stop being so curious about what's going on in mine. Especially if you are so [insert applicable adjective here] with your own life that you need to twist what I'm saying around to give yourselves something to elaborate on and make speculations toward the meaning of. I've lived nearly 27 years of expiriences. I've made a long list of friends, enemies, lovers, ex-lovers, etc. I'd hate to humble you in the reminder that all of those people have involved more than just the Him and Her I'm speaking specifically to right now, however I will do it anyway. You, yeah, that's right, this time I *AM* speaking to and about you. Hey you, I wish you would get over yourself long enough so as not to instantly believe I am always talking about or referring to you. You are truly ridiculous, and I hate that I have to waste my time in putting the record straight. MW and I have known eachother for 12 years. We've not seen eachother in nearly 4 years, and there are plenty of common acquaintances or friends to talk about without so much as a mention of your name. But if you're so fucking paranoid that you have to make frantic phone calls immediately after you slimed your way over to read my journal, then perhaps there actually are a few things you need to come clean about to someone. After all, this whole thing has only blown up because of your own prying and paranoia.
But while I'm on the topic, and I'm putting this little 5-minute drama to bed, I'd like to give Him and Her a piece of advice:
I quote a friend of mine when I say, "We are experts in being children... at most, have only basic to intermediate skills in being adults."
Pick up some of those skills, and soon. It may teach you to live with your choices. Accept them, embrace them, make new ones if you need to- good or bad. Don't look for regret or reassurance for them by peering univited into the past. More simply, stop reading my journal. I'm not out checking up on you, because freankly, I don't care. I haven't sought out any information so as to rekindle some high school drama with you. In fact, I rejoiced the day I got over our parting and thought I would never have to deal with your drama again. And taking into consideration whatever your warped and one-sided opinon of me may be, you would most likely benefit to do the same. Please, for God's sake, leave me the fuck alone, and move on with your life. Finally.
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ms:
I've missed you pumpkin. Are you still working at the place over on the southeast side of town? I'll have to stop by and have you serve me a delicious drink. Are you going to be working on Monday? If so I'll stop by. Let me know the who and what.
punt:
You always serve up the best ones....