Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Because I'm Nice And Caring And All Those Nice Adjectives 3. The Danish boy and why I actually cared that my stalker was pissed about me "stealing" him. Now that I think of it, I didn't really care specifically about her, I was just terrified of the person she made me become. Like I'm not a person who goes around cheating, or backstabbing people, or talking behind their backs (ok, well, I talk behind her back); and the fact that I had to resort to going behind somebody's back (my stalker) to meet with a new person, just kills me. Also, the fact that I have to lie to her everyday. I don't like liars and lying, so it kills me that I'm turning into a person that I hate. Oh to hell, I still love myself. But hey, I'm still a good person: I pretend I'm her only friend. Give me some cookies!5:11 p.m. - February 03, 2006 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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