Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Holly and Jolly

Right so uh, here comes the cheerful banter. Hah, you wish. I've woken up in a mood that is difficult to voice. I'm sorry for being a needy son of a bitch. I just happen to enjoy talking to you. Sorry for that.

1 comment:

Kaitlin said...

Oh, honey... trust me. You had nothing to do with my anger. I was hateful towards everyone and everything. Your name just happened to have been on my little hit list. I'm incredibly sorry. This would have happened to anyone else, I swear.
And you are too good for me. I am a mean and hateful wolf, and you are a precious little lamb. I have problems, and I strike as quickly as I am provoked going for the neck (or for the more hurtful things). Sweetie, I do love you... well, not love love, but still. I will admit right here that there is something, but after years of sheer solitude I do not know how to interact with other people. You are a handsome, kind boy and I have no idea why I am with you because of that. I'm a total bitch. I'm sorry. Things have been really tough for me, lately. And my moods are everywhere and that freaks the fuck out of me... and I'm just going insane at a bad time. That was just a little lash, forgive me for I have been a crazy bitch.