30 Ekim 2011, Pazar
![]() saat: 22:20
![]() i feel like i deserve a medal for handling everything the way i did. then why did you put your arm around me? YOU WERE TELLING ME ABOUT YOUR SICK GRANDFATHER. I WAS BEING SUPPORTIVE. I WAS BEING A FRIEND. WHAT DO YOU WANT, ONCE AND FOR ALL TELL ME, WHAT DO YOU WANT? he scurried away in the morning, mumbling about writing an apology letter. i am just not having it. you don't get to say 'oh, you are all fags! hahaha' within five minutes of meeting me, you don't get to yell in our face 'you're ugly bitches' when we don't want to dance with you, and you don't get to have your way just because you asked nicely or you think you did. so the verdict is most guys are jerks? i don't like generalizations. but yeah. data don't lie. if anything, i am sad for the beginning when it was so fresh, so exciting, so full of possibilities. but then so is everyone. | ||
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