Sunday, July 12, 2009

save it for me

Tonight I finally buckled and hung out with Korey. I've been resisting because Korey has made it quite known that he thinks I'm cute and awesome, and once was hitting my ass which was not cool. Anyway though, I did, we were gonna watch Star Trek, but instead I ended up cooking soup for his three year old and coloring with her the whole time. It was a lot more fun that I thought it would be, I really like her.

So, Rodney is like, still one of the better people I know. I'm not going to lie and say I didn't spend ten minutes in the warehouse hyperventilating, and Rodneys advice was pretty good. I especially enjoyed the part where he said, "fuck that dude," with that scary ass look on his face.
But he was right. This is the last time I will say anything about you and your ugly, slightly feminine face. I think it's cute and sad all at the same time that the only way you can think to insult me is to bring up my incident like you know. Oh, boo hoo, poor G didn't get to get his dick wet because he can't get it up, so now I have to lash out and say stupid things because I am stupid. And you are.
You have no job. No car. Live with mommy. No ambitions. A liar. Graduated valedictorian, which I was pretty impressed with, until...it was a school with two people in the class. Good job, any retard who goes can do that, fifty fifty shot. Your pussy is so big it catches the tears you cry at night.
I'm upset that you're single and I'm not? Hardly. I could have been with you, but the thought made my insides sick.
And, I slept with David because he COULD get it up, and for the record, you are smaller than he was you faggot fairy fuck.
I'm not afraid of sleeping with anyone, least of all you. You had a girlfriend who let you inside of her and you still didn't learn anything other than how to be whiney and a drain on society.
If I never see your redneck, bad taste in music, small penis, bad kissing self again it will be too soon.

Mmm, Cindy, four days! yaya! I'm excited, my new phone has GPS, no way can I get lost (I'm going to get lost)

<3 <3 <3
Marybeth

p.s. G wrote a love letter. I uploaded it at work today. Slightly immature, but so fun to watch the guys laugh and call him gay.
Because he is.
Anyway, no more. Promise.

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