How dare you decide to just out of the blue try to strike up a random conversation?
I fucked up.
I will fully own that.
I fucked up over and over and over.
I certainly thought that all that had needed to be said was done and over with.
I made it very clear that I never wanted to hear from you again. It just doesn’t make logical sense.
What did you think my response was going to be?
Something witty or fucking fantastic like it used to be? Wrong. Wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong.
So just stop.
Please, for the love of Christ, stop.
Because I’m a stubborn mother fucker, but I doubt every decision I make, and this is not one that I can afford to second guess.
I’m running with scissors, here. I wonder how long it’s going to be before I trip.
