"Fuck you. I'm sorry I'm not quite 'scene' enough to be part of your 'group', but I was 'scene' long before you were. I was listening to music you hadn't heard of two years ago, when you were still a 'hippie'.


I miss you being a 'hippie'.

Even though it wasn't the 'real' you, at least you were actually nice to me.



But you've been an asshole ever since I can remember, and I've known you all my life, so what was I expecting?

Well, I want you to fuck off and let me hang out with my best friend with out you sometimes, too. Don't forget that you fucked her up, and I've never done anything to her.




And you know what, just because I don't know everything about everything, DOESN'T MEAN YOU DO EITHER. STOP PULLING SHIT OUT OF YOUR ASS AND LEARN YOUR FACTS ONCE IN A WHILE, OKAY?! It's immature, and you're immature. And don't tell me I'm immature because I'm saying this, because at least I can tell what you're doing, and I'm not one of the people that lets myself practically fall in love with you because you wear that stupid baseball tee and have that stupid haircut and shop at American Apparel and Threadless and Urban Outfitters.




You're just a stupid scene kid."










The sad thing is, when I'm with him and not Amy, I can find myself practically falling in love with him just like everybody else.

what a delightfully scandal-rich entry. Well, not really scandal-rich. Maybe, possibility-of-scandal-rich. Fascinating none the less. Don't fall in love with him! You should carry around a piece of paper that says, "He is a jerk!" so you can show it to yourself every once in a while when you need reminding. Because people should be nice to you and not fake. It's like that Avril Lavigne song, you know the one, something about complicated, it was a long time ago, I don't remember how it goes, but it totally applies to the situation.
» Zanzibar on 2008-01-26 11:24:15

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