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Tuesday, January 8, 2008
not that i'm angry.
not that i'm vengeful.

sir asked me,
"so who's the unreasonable one?"
and i replied,
he's unreasonable, and i'm unreasonable.
he laughed and he said, you should send him a message,
"happy birthday, i love you."
NO! i balked in disgust at his horrifying suggestion that almost made me jump out of skin, literally.
"why not? he'll be very touched."
no way, i was thinking.
no way.

sometimes he's okay, sometimes he's real nice, sometimes he's real humourous, but most of the times he just sucks big time i feel like giving him a kick at the very place he needs.
i HATE being maligned, and how unfortunate to me that seems like his favourite pastime, plus venting his anger on others whenever he feels like it.
this guy needs a fuck.
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