Yeah, You Know Who You Are…

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Well, excuse me for having a life. Yeah sure, I may have been some stupid loner back when you met me, I’ll admit that, but things have changed since then. You can just shut up and go back to whining about your sorry life and leave me alone from now on. I know you could care less about me, and I’m thankful that the feeling is mutual. I’m ashamed to admit that at one point I did care about you. I’m very grateful I saw that you’re really just a waste of my time. I hate to think what would have become of me if I had stuck around and continued to beg for you to care about me.

See if I ever do that again. You expect me to just hang my head down in shame and admit that you’re right? Fat chance. I have friends. I have a life. I’m not the same loser I was when you met me. A lot of things have changed since then. Unfortunately, it doesn’t look like anything’s changed for you. You’re still the same hypocritical, sarcastic, calloused, uncaring coward you always were, lashing out in hatred towards others to bring them down to your level. See if I care. Whine about your life. I really could care less. I’m wasting my time by writing this, but I’m trying to prove a point. Stop trying to bring down others when you’re already on the low end of the scale yourself. If you actually had a reputation, it might look bad on you. You may not see it, but I’ve changed, and I’m not going to go all emo just because some loser decides to tell someone that I have no friends. Uhh, so let me get this straight. A person who has only met me twice is telling someone that I have no friends? I haven’t even talked for more than about 10 minutes to you in months. You have no clue about my friends or about my life at all. Stop trying to be all smart, ’cause let’s face it: you don’t know me. You knew me back then, but back then is not now. And now is where we’re at, in case you didn’t notice. So stick your pointing finger back into your pocket and shut your mouth. Just get over it.

And yeah, you know who I’m talking to…

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