okay. so today is good.

i just messaged you and yold you merry christmas.

you asked what i got.

a shity digital camera, perfume, and clothes (and not you).

wow. you asked me if mt brother got an x-box 360.

no he didn't

he got a wii

who fucking cares!

you said. wow.

arn't you just the cutest!

nope.

did you know i called you?

and i needed to talk to you today.

do you only talk to me when you want to.

if i call you, you don't answer.

but if you call me, you know i'll answer

your just a fucking tease!

that's all you'll ever be.

i hope you learn what it feels like.

don't get too caught up on the srings of your new guitar.

i hope you and her come down to earth one day and you relize what a fucking slutty whore she is!

and i hope you know this is going to ruin everything we had

and if i call you slow, you think i'm a meanie

well if you knew,

if you knew about everything i've ever thought about you,

who would you think the meanie was?

i'm sorry i called you slow.

i hug you

better?

much,,
teehee

wow

you've just suceeded in making me feel like an ass

this fine christmas night!

you say your night is great

and you ask: wbu?

it's bitter-sweet i answer

and you ask why it's bitter

what to do

what to do

and i tell you the truth: becuse of a carless guy who doesn't give a fuck about me or my feelings

and i know your reply

you'll want to know who the hell he is

and you do

i say it doesn't matter

because it simply doesn't