Poor little M walked home in all that snow outside. She walked in all dripping with sweat and condensation and told me that she fell countless times and people almost ran her over, etc etc. I have to be honest, I stopped listening to her when she talks to me a LONG time ago so any story that she tells me is the first five words followed by blah blah blah.
I did notice that she brought home groceries though! Hmm, what do we have here in these bags? Pasta? Check! Salad Dressing? Check! Ketchup to replace the giant bottle that she has used of mine? Nope! You fuckin bitch. She’s used pretty much all of my ketchup and my parmesan cheese has about 3 specs left in it. AGHHHHHH!!!!!
I will say something… sometime. But right now I feel she may be on the verge of suicide, so I want to tread lightly.
2 comments:
Your blog makes you look like a jerk. This girl is sick and confused if she's that suicidal and you're contributing to her misery and making fun of her weakness. That makes you a coward. Try to have some compassion, get over your own bullshit and help this person get help.
LOL!!
She's not actually suicidal, at least I don't think so. In fact, just yesterday she told me how happy she is with her life. Though she is not happy with her financial situation, she is "sooo happy with life right now!"
I have a feeling you just don't get my sense of humour :)
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