well... i'm sorry i've told him things and i won't anymore if you don't want me to. even though you probably tell john everything about us. i want you to feel able to tell me things - i am your best friend for christ's sake! so nothing you tell me gets to anyone else unless you tell me otherwise. you have every right to complain, because i know exactly where you're coming from - i was there once, too. i've got frequent flier miles on that plane of misery, believe me! and i'm sorry for not thanking you for the things you've done. i really do appreciate it - as for the passed out part probably the reason i didn't say thank you is because as far as my memory's concerned - that stuff just didn't happen. so i'm sorry for not saying thank you and i really am grateful.. really really really!! was i silent the entire dinner? if that's the case than i really am sorry! cause i'd be furious if you'd have the same thing! i won't tell any of this to him, k? mums the word (tho i've never understood that expression) you're my best friend, megan. i
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