| ||Dear Stone--|
The name fits in more ways than one, your selfish opinions on how a life should be lived. Love is about compromise, something you saw as impossible.
I, for one, have moved on with my life, something that (obviously judging by your recent "note") you have found a little harder to accomplish. Never in my life have I spoken ill of you, nor of how or why things played out as they did,never did I feel the need to express your flaws to the community. You, however, in your adolescent world feel the need to "broadcast" your life to every person here and there, I guess you really do bring your work home with you. You try to break me down, you try to think you're better than me, who's alone right now? Who is wallowing in their own "self-pity" about what has ensued. Contrary to what you think, I don't want you, I don't miss you, I don't wish we were back together, and I KNOW I can do way better than a self-absorbed, neurotic pseudo-philosopher.
You call me the little girl, the one who chose to leave something private as something private, when you are so stuck in your petty beliefs and inferences that you cannot even say fucking happy birthday? Or inquire as to why someone is feeling the way they are feeling? Unfortunately for all of us in our right minds, friendship's limits extends from facebook, just because you're listed does not make you a true friend.
You have no idea the person I am, was or have become, you couldn't even WRAP around your mind the idea of a women and what she needs or how she feels. You dug your own grave, you create the playwright to which we all act, and instead of letting bygones be bygones, you trash someone you claimed to always care about.
I hope you do see me, I hope it eats at you inside, while you're drowning in your own misery, blissfully unaware of how great I am doing--contrary to your own bitter inferences.
So instead of wasting the majority of your time and thoughts bashing me to people you know, and people you "add" just because you can, use that time to improve the person you've become, and quit worrying about the person I have become.
| ||Posted 2/6/2009 9:21 PM - 35 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments|
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