Written by lainie at 04:46 PM on January 18, 2006 in Rants.

People, no time past few days to surf / check emails / comments, will get around to that tomorrow. Or soon.

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Hey. So. What happened to you?

I don't mean how fucked up you've become, I mean, has it been so long since the time when we could say we were friends, that you've forgotten.....If I have something to say, I'd bloody say it to your face?

Do you think the idea of telling you directly, that I think you're a good for nothing bastard, intimidates me? You can forget that now. It's not like I have to say it, you know my opinion of you is at best, dismal.

And you can stop telling your girlfriend that the only reason she stood up for herself was because I was there. I am not churning girl power everywhere I go. If anything, I have restrained myself from saying too much - and really, you don't even fucking deserve that.

You've stepped all over her so many times, that you really expect her to be totally defeated don't you? You expect her to take all your stupid shit - because in your words, "the world accomodates you". Because, she's one girl, in a man's world, and there's nothing she can change so she should just take it, take it, take it. Because that's how you were raised.

I have news for you - you're not supposed to stop maturing after leaving the home you grew up in. There comes a point where you need to realise that you're not supposed to stop improving yourself as a person. You're just being bloody lazy - "that's how I was raised" is a terrible excuse for being a dickhead (and you're just making your bloody fucked up family reputation look even worse).

You're ACTUALLY surprised she told you off. My god. I'm only surprised you haven't been dumped. Well, after such a long time, I can't say I'm surprised. Frustrated is the word.

She's one of the few people I rein my temper in for, because if she tries so, so hard for you, I don't want to be the one who comes along and destroy something that means so much to her. Not when there's nothing my temper can say that she doesn't know.

I am waiting for the day when her actions matches what she knows about the two of you.

In case you're wondering, most times I don't even say anything. Don't have to. She knows you're a bastard. She knows she'd be better off without. She knows she can find better men out there. In a sense, our silence does nothing but show her that there's nothing new for us to say, because it's the same shit from the same asshole all over again. All we do, is wait for the day you fuck off from her life.

All we do, is pick up the pieces and patch up the damage, so she'll have the strength to run into her weaknesses, right back to you. It has gotten to the point sometimes we hesitate to make her feel better, just in case there's a chance you devastate her so much she can actually be convinced to leave you. But we stick around anyway, and try to heal her, because it breaks our hearts to see her that way - something that obviously doesn't affect you the way it does us.

She stood up for herself because you're a nasty lil boy. Jerkwad. Also, you are narcissistic, unreasonable, cruel, judgemental and sadly lacking the intelligence to realise that.

And she's telling the truth - I WAS sleeping when she sent those messages and had no idea what was going on. I don't know what she said to you, but I assure you if I was behind those messages I'd have

1) identified myself
2) been much harsher than she was
3) said it, not typed out entire smses using 12 fiddly lil buttons.

No. Actually, if I was behind her standing up for herself, you'd have been dumped in one sentence and she can get on with her life, without the fanfare of whatever emo -anger smses she was sending out.

It's basically reached the point where if YOU and a terminally ill dog with 3 days to live were in front of a huge rolling boulder, and I had a gun....I'd shoot you in the hopes that your body and ego size will be the sufficient ramp needed for the boulder to fly over the dog. Hell, I'd shoot you to save the dignity of the body of a flattened squirrel-roadkill.

I wish I could literally shoot you to save the dignity of my friend, and get away with it.

I'd tell you to go fuck yourself, but I try not to encourage bestiality. It's only for the sake of a friend I care for that you go unnamed here. You stupid bastard. You have taken a good friend of mine, and fucked her over.

Don't you even dare blame the words here on her, you fucking cowardly, bullying little shit. Don't. I don't care how much you like to avoid stuff, for bloody once, you keep quiet, you sit down, and you think properly where this is coming from. And then you know what? You SIT DOWN, SHUT UP, AND THINK AGAIN. Because you are not thinking enough.

I don't want to hear that you made any stupid accusations that don't make sense again.

You know who has my number. If you really think there's anything that we need to talk over - I'm not the one who's afraid.

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