Thursday, March 31, 2011

I fucking love you why can't you just miss me. I want you to talk to me like you used to, tell me things that you care about. I spent $50 on shipping alone for your christmas presents. I was hoping that my gifts would be a good conversation starter, and all you did was write on my wall, telling me how great I was.

Thanks but a decent conversation with you is worth infinity wall posts.
Wanker.

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