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The Journal of Emily G Myers honestly
01/08/2003 08:08 p.m.
It honestly doesn't matter. Honestly.
I'm not saying I'm not childish. We all know that's not true. But at least I'm a friend.
And yes, I've had problems. Who hasn't? So what if I deal with them differently than you?
It makes me giggle to think of how you thought you knew so much. How you said that if I got angry, I'd come with all my guns blazing. That just makes me laugh. Mostly because it proves how much I've rubbed off on you. How much of me is a part of you. That makes me laugh. You're using what I gave you to kill me. That's ironic. In a way, with every word you write, you prove to me that I'm still in you. Every stab is a kiss.
But I guess that's the way you like it, huh? I am currently Sarcastic
I am listening to people typing
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