I kind of feel like something has
happened to awaken the dead, and it needs to piss off and take all the ghosts
it stirred up with it. I don’t have the patience, time, want nor will to deal
with any of them and apparently the memo regarding that was either not dispatched
or is just being ignored, and I am about to snap.
The latest ghost to rear its ugly
head, is even more retro than Mr. X. This one dates back 19 years. He lived
from the time I was 13 until I’m guessing around 19 – 20. He sent me a message on
Facebook asking how I was and talking about old times, saying we should meet up…
I wasn’t biting. As we know I’ve dealt with many ghosts before I’m basically I
pro at this point.
He did say something while I was ignoring
him that still has me laughing. “u lost ur v plates to me”. What the actual
fuck? Is this meant to be a positive thing? It was 18 years ago… my virginity
would be an adult by now. I thank you for setting the bar so low, but really, what
relevance does that have at this point in life. Also, what adult types like that?
Grow up. P.S this twat-bag is married so it gets even better.
Anyways, I am going to go and hide
from these ghosts because this isn’t funny anymore. As always, my dears, stay
and play safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxo
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