Saturday, May 14, 2005

:: RECOGNIZE. ::

I think the two of you are being insanely immature. Pack up your excess baggage and all that other over-emotional horse shit you carry with you and go somewhere your friends AREN'T - or then again don't worry, why don't you just go somewhere and drown both of yourselves in your stupid unfounded sorrows and we'll just walk away clean of both your nonsense.

You make me the victim just because you can't control your friend ? What makes you think you can even control someone the way you do ? Then i become the enemy ? Then i become the threat ? I'm your friend, but don't fucking mess with me. You don't know me, son. You don't fucking know what you're messing with. You think i don't see it ? You think i don't see the way you ignore us when we talk to you ? You think i don't know that you hear me when i say hi ? Yeah you read this shit and know that i can see you. I can see right fucking THROUGH you, so if you're not up for a quarrell then don't you DARE swing your shit my way.

...and you ? What the fuck is your problem and what the hell is up with you being so fucking selfish all the time ? Don't you fucking realize that you're pitting people against each other ? Don't you realize anything at all ? You crave for so much attention that it makes me sicker than anything possibly can. You know what ? Unless you realize the damage your immaturity is bringing other people, and unless you realize that YOU AREN'T "ALL THAT", then maybe you should just go settle your little thing with your friend who makes enemies out of friends.

But hey whatever man. I wash my hands off BOTH of you. Go settle your nonsense away from people who don't have anything to do with it. Better yet, go settle your nonsense away from people who care - because they're the ones you fuck up, and you can't even see that shit. So yeah you heard - ain't my problem anymore and you better b'lee that.

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spoken. at 2:17 PM



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