And, keep in mind, I've heard it more than once (oh, "poor Seebo"...)
Are you ready?
Here it is:
I've already got too many friends...
Well, alrighty then, Captain F*ck You. And, by the way, Cap'n, here's how that sounds to us (and by us I mean the too little too late freaktards to be your friends): Yeah, well, I know your neat and cool, I just don't have time to appreciate that right now. Yeah, got a lot of stuff going on. Sure I bitch about my life and how I'm miserable and lonley and misunderstood I am (but, clearly, got that covcred), and maybe introducing new people in to that might help, but no... Sorry - you in particular just don't make the cut. Sit you fat ass down on the "non-pickable" line for gym and wallow in your misery. But hey - keep that chin up!
Remind me all to tell you how I woke up in the hospital the other day.
God I suck.
And he better not even get mad at me, that's just how it feels. Too many freinds, my big fat ass.
PS
Hospital food sucks
1 comment:
Fuck you Cap'n F*uck You!
He's an idiot. For Reals! You deserve better.
Hugs dear. love you!
TG
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