posted on February 06, 2003 @ 1:00 pm
i've noticed you've been feeling like shit lately, wanting to puke and suffering from a headache that slows everything you do down because it hurts to move. i was thinking about it on the bus home today, and i wanted to apologize to you stupid, fucked up piece of shit.
i'm sorry that i never sit with my legs together, which causes your leg to go an inch over your half the seat. those things are designed for anorexics and somalians anyway, yo. i was raised by boys; i just don't close my legs, ok?
i'm sorry sometimes i forget to eat. when you feel like you're going to puke, however, it's not like i have much of a choice. i try eating, but you still want to puke. i'm sorry i eat fast food. i know it's not good for you, but i'm too lazy to cook, and sometimes i get cravings.
i'm sorry i haven't taken that wisdom tooth out, yet, but i'm feeling it now that the last quarter is coming in.
i'm sorry for not sleeping very much and keeping you awake on only caffeine last month. i just don't like being asleep at night, which you apparently do. we should work on this. how about i go to bed by 2:00 a.m.? deal? i'm sorry for sleeping with my hair in a clip and having to turn my head at a funny angle and hurting your neck. trust me, i feel it, too, all the time.
i'm sorry for cutting you. i really am. hopefully i won't do it again. i'm sorry for getting high and snorting coke and swallowing all those pills, especially that one time i took 30-something and made you throw up all the next day, when you regained consciousness. i really am. you don't see me doing that now, do you? (i realize i don't have access, but if i did i wouldn't.)
ok, and finally i'm sorry for calling you a stupid, fucked up piece of shit, but if you'd stop being a stupid, fucked up piece of shit i wouldn't call you that! my homework i did like a good girl last night while talking to cat? it was the wrong fucking assignment. i would have realized this if i had been to class last week and turned in the homework i did last night. i know that i have it written down in my planner, and i know i should have checked just in case. do you know it took everything within me to hold onto the tears in my eyes all the way home? just please stop.
please?
thanks. i need to go bitch out the people who took out too much money for health insurance, so i'll talk to you later. let's do lunch in a few.