08 April 2007
oh yeah? well i miss your charming personality!
...not.
...not.
In the same way that he can make my day in two seconds, you can always manage to ruin it. I hadn't thought about you all weekend, and now you're forcing me to in the rudest possibly way. I can't really think of anything I could be less inclined to hear.
As irritating as it was to have you intrude on my peaceful, pleasant weekend, it made me realize something. As soon as the shock subsided, I finally had the revelation everyone had been hoping I would for the last two months:
You're pathetic.
You're not the person I was best friends with. You're not the person I fell in love with. You're not the strong-minded, well-grounded person I thought I knew, the one who never bent to peer pressure. You've become a spineless follower who does whatever your [equally pitiful] friends tell you to. You're a loser. You may be going somewhere now--your band is successful and you got that big-time internship--but you're never going to be happy if you can't maintain friendships. You think you're so cool and badass, treating your friends like shit, but you know what? People are catching on. They're going to get sick of it.
I'm sick of it. I'm done with it.
Today when I read what you said to me, I felt something I never thought I would. Actually, if it were up to me, I'd never talk to you again. No, wait, that's not entirely true. It would feel really good to tell you to how pathetic I think you are. It would feel really fabulous to say "Fuck you."
For the first time, I can honestly say that I don't want you back.
As irritating as it was to have you intrude on my peaceful, pleasant weekend, it made me realize something. As soon as the shock subsided, I finally had the revelation everyone had been hoping I would for the last two months:
You're pathetic.
You're not the person I was best friends with. You're not the person I fell in love with. You're not the strong-minded, well-grounded person I thought I knew, the one who never bent to peer pressure. You've become a spineless follower who does whatever your [equally pitiful] friends tell you to. You're a loser. You may be going somewhere now--your band is successful and you got that big-time internship--but you're never going to be happy if you can't maintain friendships. You think you're so cool and badass, treating your friends like shit, but you know what? People are catching on. They're going to get sick of it.
I'm sick of it. I'm done with it.
Today when I read what you said to me, I felt something I never thought I would. Actually, if it were up to me, I'd never talk to you again. No, wait, that's not entirely true. It would feel really good to tell you to how pathetic I think you are. It would feel really fabulous to say "Fuck you."
For the first time, I can honestly say that I don't want you back.
4/08/2007
