• Just so you know

    by  • June 30, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Confusion • 0 Comments


    SO I’m sure you think I hate you. I don’t. It’s quite the opposite. What I do hate is when you text me all day without stopping. I’m just not the texting type of person. You just repeat the same things over and over and sound like an automated robot who says that to everyone. So when I don’t respond, it’s not because I hate you, it’s because I hate your texting.

    Also, what do you want from me? The only time you ever want to hang out in person is to hook up. When I say no, you are still persistent. Do you want to be friends? I like friends.

    And it’s not that I never want to hook up with you either, it’s just sometimes I just want to have a chill day. That’s reasonable, I think.

    Also, I don’t know what to do about my friends. They don’t like you, and for good reason I guess. You really fucked me over when we broke up, and although I’m fine now, it took me a while to forgive you. They don’t think you deserve to be in my presence.

    It’s my life though, and I’ll make my own choices.

    I want to be your friend when we go off to college in August, and stay in touch. I want to be able to talk to you on the phone and catch up about our lives. I want to be able to be comfortable with you, and forget everything that has happened in the past. That’s what I want. Oh, and we can hook up sometimes this summer too.

    That’s the other thing about hooking up. I’m gonna try to explain this without being too descriptive. You need to learn that there’s a time and place for things. Your house is an acceptable place to hook up, your car, while you’re driving on the highway, is not. Who do you think you are? I’m not going to give you head while you’re driving, its just not gonna happen, sorry. Anyways, to wrap this up, I wish you would be less addicted to texting me. Because I always feel really bad when I don’t respond because I know it hurts you. If you didn’t text me as much, then you wouldn’t have to wait for me to text you back.I hope this summer helps us and doesn’t hurt us, because college is coming soon, and we have to be more mature anyways. I hope you understand the message of this letter without ever reading it. Thanks for everything, and fuck you for everything. At the same time. I love and hate you, and its really starting to mess with me. So just clean up your act and it might all be better, or at least I hope.

    Your friend,

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