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About
It is I. I is me. I'm a Peace Corps Volunteer. Which, if you've ever met one of us, or if you've ever met me, I suppose, means I am more then happy to blather on about it. But unless you ask, there will be little here. This here is for my short attention span and random moments. Have a happy potato day.
miss-zee Asks
Dear ex-best friend,
Yeah. I fucked up, but you fucked up too. You fucked up a lot, and I gave you far more chances then I probably should have. I don’t regret those, and I don’t regret the good times we had together, and we had some awesome times and I will always treasure our inside jokes. But you hurt me, repeatedly, and I’m not quite that masochistic. And yeah, I did a shitty job of letting you know how I felt at the end and getting my point across. For that I am genuinely sorry, and if I thought you’d listen I’d be happy to explain. But I’m not going to waste any more time or energy trying to do things for you when I don’t get anything back.
Cheers.
