There are few things I do not like doing. And one of them is talking to someone drunk while I am sober.
There is this guy, lets call him the moronic bastard.
MB is such an asshole! Just because he was giving me presents doesnt mean I will be compelled to answer his calls and go out with him. Even if he give me the world or a mansion or a bentley it all boils down to: ME.
Nobody has the right to tell me what I can or what I cant do. I am ME and there can never be a WE. Some stupid assholes probably think that just because they gave me a box of chocolates I can give them the time of day.
Well, sorry to spoil the fun guys. I am not that kind of girl. I am not and I never will be.
Now: I need to re-assess my life, would I want to really be a part of this charade? If losing a crappy cellphone means I will be getting solitude back, then by all means- it shall be returned.
I dont basically care of these stupid things. I dont want to rush things. I want things to be in a slow pace and not too heavy...
I want freedom and I will have it.
MB: you are not gonna get any. You are such a loser! Go find someone of your league..I will never be there.
Your crappy zircon ring deserves you.
