.....Okay. Really? I thought you considered my posts too awful to see to the point of blacklisting me. Why follow me?
Ya know what. Thinking of you makes me kinda mad. But I guess it's nothing you did any time recently. So it's my problem. I'll own up to my wrongdoings. I've been a dick for no fucking reason.
Your probably more upset over this whole thing than I am. You probably just want to go on posting about aliens and pogs and shit and not worry if some shithead on another part off tumblr is referring to you and fuming with anger.
I'm a fucking asshole. I know. But I'm sure you are talking to your friends for advice and stuff like I talk to mine and mine say I should stop being petty and just forget about what happened at Archon and some of the stuff you've said and did.
And beyond all that bullshit I still hope you stop the self destructive behavior and like 20 years from now you'll have a different outlook on things. People change. I'm different than I was in high school. Arguably worse, actually. But at least I'm not as quiet and afraid.
It's easy to make a post and pretend that I just don't fucking know you and that your just some random dick on the Internet. But that's not true. There was an us that considered eachother a friend and even though I'm guessing were both on the same page with disliking eachother nowadays, it's not like that period of friendship never happened. As awkward and embarrassing as that must be.
And being passive aggressive wasn't enough. Then I had to get fucking drunk on several occasions and insult you and get into an argument because I was still angry and didn't realize you actually sorta went to jeffco. Thought you were just using yik yak to piss me off. Thought you were taunting me on there so I was a huge dick about it. Now that I think of it, if I was the one who made you stop going to college, I'm sorry. For all the petty shit I did too. Even the recent stuff like the picture. It was wrong and just because I'm mad about something doesn't make it worth being a dick about.
This is as close as it gets to an apology. I don't care what you do with this information. I did some petty fucking shit and I'm still pretty salty.
Even though the part of me that was once your friend still gives a damn about your fucking wellbeing and I'm very fucking reluctant to even say that. You don't need me as your god damn enemy as long as you treat yourself the way you do.
You are welcome to dislike me or whatever. I'm causing myself unneeded stress over something that just isn't relevant anymore and I realize that it's completely stupid for me to be pulling shit like that. It's causing you stress, your friends, my friends, etc.
I have turned into a total dick and that just isn't the kind of person I want to be. I'm making a giant fucking U-turn. I just wanted to lay it all out on the fucking table.
High school was horrible and I still think back to it. With Mike and Terra and her creepy boyfriend and your creepy boyfriend and playing cards at the table and the cheese sticks. Those big ones with the nearly-suggestive labeling of a cartoon dude with his mouth open about to fucking chomp down and go to town with the phallic food object? Yeah. That shit made things suck less.
And here I am making things suck more for people, even indirectly. Because who wants to see this unnecessary fucking drama on here?
Turns out I have a soul. I dug it out of the closet and dusted it off a little. I want this to be the last message I make about this whole thing.
