(Untitled)

[soulful_pain]

So my friend was on the phone with his girlfriend, and I guess he had asked if I could go with the two of them for lunch. Any way, I could hear their conversation on the phone, amd she said that she wasn't interested in hanging out with his "retarded friends from work." I mean, honestly, who calls ME retarded

Comments

[anonymous]

You are fucking retarded if you cannot spell GENIUS right.

Plus, get over Noelle and stop talking about your suicide. Jeez.

[soulful_pain]

Oops, sorry, typo. See how the 'o' is right next to the 'i?' Oh, and hey, look at that- there isn't a single mention of Noelle, or my ATTMPTED suicide in this entry. Someone's been keeping tabs on me. And is too much of a pussy to tell me. So let's see, who's the only person I know that would spell check a live journal entry? I wonder...

But see, the thing that gets me, is that you called ME retarded, then turned around and told me to quit talking about my suicide. HELLOOOOOO, if I were talking about MY SUICIDE, I'D BE FUCKING DEAD, and therefore, not talking very much at all. So who's retarded?

But I think I've wasted enough time talking to the faceless wonder, next time you feel like randomly dropping in, sign your fucking name. Then it might not take me so long to reply you piece of shit.

[soulful_pain]

*ATTEMPTED. Another typo. So I suck at typing. Never claimed to be a genius either.