I thought about this for a really long time, trying to come up with something to say. Here goes: I’m getting really sick of these. I’m not playing your stupid little game at all. If I want answers, I’ll find them on my own. I don’t even really know what you’re on about anyway.
And if by sufficient time, you mean I’ve put two and two together and come up with your identity, then yes. I’ve had time to do this and on the first day, I even considered going out and facing you. But at this point, I’m going to follow my “weak heart” and handle this in my own way- with my friends. Tell her to suck it. I’m not biting.
By the way, I got your other messages- I’ve just been deleting them. I don’t want that kind of thing in my inbox and I don’t even really want them on my blog. But I need you to see this because I’ve got better things to do than play a part in your little soap opera. (
Go back to facebook. Cripes.)
So, thanks but no thanks. Look after yourself.