we're in a pickle. a nasty one. the kind we wouldnt eat.

if you're okay with people calling you out for being petty, then im calling you out. you've been avoiding me for months. i call you, you dont answer. i try to find out what your deal is and i find nothing. i dont know why you're mad or why you were mad or angry or whatever. you just stopped talking to me. and thats fine. but im calling you out for being petty. the petty part is not having the balls to express your dismay. the petty part is letting a friendship fall to nothing after like six years of being stuck up each other's asses. the petty part is saying you're thinking about me or wondering how i am but really not caring at all. but all thats okay. i know that sometimes people just fall off as friends. it happens. people change, the world changes, blah blah blah, etc. but the way it all happened was petty nonetheless. so there ya go, you're straight up petty. and a hypocrite at that for being mad at someone else for being petty. they stole shoes. big deal, they're fucking shoes. that situation only runs on the surface of things. what about this? shouldnt our friendship be just a tad more important? i dont even know what to do anymore. it seems as if the person i was friends with, no longer exists. and that may be true on the other side of the mirror also. but is it possible for the two new images to be friends?
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i have the balls to express my dismay. there are many different forms of expression. i chose silence.
how would you like me to express my dismay? expression doesnt have to be loud or nasty.
plain and simple, i didn't find it fair to try to get along with your mean cranky doppelganger.
my theory, when robyn came back, she'd come and get me. til then, i will just keep to myself.