I'm doing what I'm meant to do. I am where I'm meant to be.
I wonder if you can say the same.
If you loathe me so much, why do you still listen to what I have to say? Why do you waste the time to write a response, however obscure?
Call me paranoid, call me cocky, call me self-absorbed. You know this is for you as much as I know things you've written are for me. Nothing more needs to be said on that subject.
I don't have anything against you, so tell me... why do you still feel the need to reach out? Is it for the same reasons I do?
Hate me if you have to, but just know that hatred won't get you any further. It's only holding things back.
Mostly you.

1 comment:
cheryl, next tuesday, kay?
we'll diner next tuesday.
I SWEAR.
Kay?
^_^
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