Attention She Who Posted The Text Below:

I can only assume this is about me.  Maybe I am paranoid and it is not but you have done it before elsewhere.  If you have something to say to me then have the fucking balls to say it to my face.  Maybe you have been hearing from mutual friends that I am still upset and that is what prompted this post.  The thing is, if you are so "done" then why are YOU still posting about it?  This behavior is totally childish.  Grow up or get some balls and lets settle this damn thing!

You know what?!  Never mind.  You are clearly not worth it.  You are clearly not worth my time and heartache.  You were clearly not worth the time I spent catering to you while we were "friends".  I should have seen this from day one and never bothered to begin with.  Once a childish and selfish little bitch, ALWAYS a childish and selfish little bitch.  Get over yourself.  Seriously.

If this was not about me, you clearly have no clue how to be a real friend instead of someone who uses people.  Your "friends' aren't kleenex and have feelings.  Maybe try thinking beyond yourself for once and you might not die a lonely old hag.

To "Whom" it may Concern
Current mood: accomplished


Appropriately I though I would post the lyrics for the best song in the world today, according to the Grammy's that is. heh.
If you know the story of where it comes from you probably agree. As do I.
However, I have also found a deeper more personal meaning and wish to have those feelings written and in a sense made real.
The peson who this is directed to is no longer in my life, so this is more just a catharsis for myself.



Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting

I'm through, with doubt,
There's nothing left for me to figure out,
I've paid a price, and i'll keep paying

I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should

I know you said
Why can't you just get over it,
It turned my whole world around
and i kind of like it

I made by bed, and I sleep like a baby,
With no regrets and I don't mind saying,
It's a sad sad story
That a mother will teach her daughter
that she ought to hate a perfect stranger.
And how in the world
Can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they'd write me a letter
Saying that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over

I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should

I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should

Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting