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I’ve been waitin’, I’ve been waitin’ on you… for far too long.
Attention broads and bitches that I have (or tried to have a relationship*) with over the past 4 years.
I’m done.
As conditions of me being over you, I ask you kindly to never contact me again. I’ll extend you that same courtesy. Now, I understand that we’re human, and that makes us have weaknesses. We all have them, and that’s cool. I have them, you have them, it’s no big. Been having them for a long time now. Oh well. The second condition you are charged with is shutting me down when I get weak. Just because I’m weak doesn’t mean that you have to indulge me in one of your heart-wrenching fantasies. Again, the courtesy goes back to you. I’ll shut you down at 3AM when you call me drunk, scared that someone is outside, and you need someone to hold you, especially because your old call is now taken. I’ll shut you down at 11:55PM when you call needing someone to come stay in the apartment with you, in the bed with you, because your roommate isn’t there. And I will shut you down when you call me over the phone wanting to “play” now that you tell me you are getting married. And I will let you all down. I will make your hearts hurt. And I will shut you down. When you come to my apartment, act like you are trying to get back with me, then drop some bombshell on me. None of you are welcome any more.
The reason: I give and I give, you take and you take. I gave so much, that I realize I let a wonderful girl slip through the cracks. A couple of weeks ago, I saw that girl out, with her new husband. And while I congratulated them on their nuptuials, I couldn’t help but have a little Thinly Veiled Contempt for them. It was so hard to see them, and it just brought up pain. She asked me when she got done with her prior BF if I wanted to date her. And because of one of the girls in the above paragraph, I passed. How wrong I would be. I need to tell her.
(* there are few exceptions, one of them is ML. There are others.)
Password Pukage
I’ve had two separate passwords make two separate operations puke in the last 24 hours. The first one was because some of the special characters in one password decided to be the same ones that told the unix perl interpreter at work to go do other things, so it minorly hosed my data conversion. The second is a different password, and when trying to tell facebook to look through my AIM list and tell me who I don’t have as a friend, it keeps rejecting it, and the only reason I can figure is because of that password.
Security so good, it won’t even let you do what you want.
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