There used to be rules we followed. Terms and conditions, things we never talked about but always seemed to adhere to. I miss that. Because now when the conversation turns to me I get angry. I never had to answer your questions or defend my actions before. Why should I now?
They talk about things I already know, I realize I can't be here forever, I don't intend to be. Yeah, you loved it, but you were attractive and popular and I fail on both fronts. I hate sports and school spirit. I hate waking up and dragging myself to class. I hate class. I hate the people who would dare to call themselves my peers and the only thing that pulled me through before was her. And without her I cannot do it.
So I understand what you're trying to get across, but I don't appreciate it. Leave off or you and your children are going to have a lot more to be offended by (hellspawn that they are) than my not attending church and sleeping late when I've been bloody sick for a week.
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