It is truly amazing that 9 out of 10 of your posts are related somehow to me. Why don't you post about how wonderful your new man is... with his black leather pants and cowboy hat... always wandering around the Church like he's looking for his shirt, but too jaded by his own tattoos and piercings to give a fuck. If you want to escape some kind of maze you feel trapped in, then realize that there is no maze and do whatever you feel like doing. Posting on a LIVE journal your personal problems in such an ambiguous manner seems pretty immature to me. I'm tired of reading everything you post and knowing that I am the only one that fully understands it, because your attempt at symbolism is about me and directed at me.
You are off my friend list.
But you won't care. You're the one that told me to hate you and forget about you. Well good job at making that happen through your own naive social spattering.
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You are off my friend list.
But you won't care. You're the one that told me to hate you and forget about you. Well good job at making that happen through your own naive social spattering.
And it's spelled *Labyrinth*.
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