satanspetcat

I would like to make a two part announcement. The first will be of no relevance to anyone. The second will be of relevance to people in the greater Seattle area.

Part one:
Fuck you. I love you. Fuck you. I hate you. Fuck you. I'm sorry. Get away from my friends because I want you out of my life. I don't know how to be anything but your lover, so won't you leave me the fuck alone and get away from these people so I can have something to myself again? Since you left my life has become nothing but a publicity stunt; I feel as though I have nothing of my own, and I'm resigned to sleeping my days away hoping I'll wake up feeling whole again, but it's not going to happen. You aren't getting your stuff back (well, except your iPod, that's not really fair) because I don't want to give you up.

I really did have a nice birthday gift for you, but given the circumstances I felt it was inappropriate and decided not to give it to you. It wasn't dirty, it was just too personal for who we are to each other now. Maybe one day I'll actually say these things to your face when I know just how to handle myself around you without breaking down.

Part Two:
I hearby declare my intentions: To sleep with as many people as possible, regardless of gender in the coming months. I also am going to try not to get some horrible disease. But I feel like honesty and commitment haven't gotten me anywhere at all, so I'm going to try honesty and fucking everyone in sight.

If you are cute and someone who is pleasant to converse with, I will fuck you. So call me dammit.