Saturday, June 11, 2005
Writing about someone else today.
How dare you? You claim to want to be my friend, to want me to feel better about myself and my situation, and then you have the nerve to say those things? And to make me be the one to deliver them?
How exactly do you think I feel now?
How dare you? You claim to want to be my friend, to want me to feel better about myself and my situation, and then you have the nerve to say those things? And to make me be the one to deliver them?
How exactly do you think I feel now?
