It’s Me Again. Are You Going to Answer My Fu@king Call?

I’m tired of the charades. Say what you mean and mean what you say, asshole.

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So, word on the street is you stopped writing on Narcissism. Is that true?

Oh, yea, it is? Why?

Don’t you know people need to hear what misery you live so it can help them out of their fucked up mess? I know, I know, you think you’re something special the way you can get angry and all emotional with your self-deprecating bullshit. People are tired of reading about it. You need to grow the fuck up.

Wait? What? I’m being to hard on you? Am I?

I mean, fuck dude. Narcissism or not, that crazy ass bitch you dated wasn’t the problem! You are. you dumb fuck! Why can’t you realize that?

Oh yea, wait. You gonna go grab a beer you pussy?!

You can’t handle any emotions can you? Always have to escape. That’s all you do is run, run, run. Well fuck you Chris! I’m getting tired of your bullshit. When I try and talk sense into you, you don’t listen. You run off, shut me down and drink, or do some other dumb shit that isn’t helpful. You truly are pathetic.

Stop it you pussy! What the fuck is crying going to do about it?