Confused Bitch

i have a stories for all you cuties but first we need  back story. here we go:

I work at a donuts shop every Saturday. i used to work there full time ( “Full time”)

anyway i worked Tuesday – Saturday  6-12 with the same person, my ex-best friend. we had been friends for fifteen years. THAT’S A LONG FUCKING TIME TO PUT UP WITH SOMEONE.

fast forward, i moved out of my parents house and into a town house with two of my friends Grace and Naomi who happens to be this turd face’s cousin. I don’t know if that has anything to do with this story but it might be a factor i haven’t considered.

fast forward again, randomly of the clear blue sky she blocks me from everything and cuts me of from her sorry ass life. now being the cold hearted bastard that i am doesn’t process  what’s happening BUT I FUCKIN APOLOGIZE!! For something i didn’t do?

what she said, ” I just don’t like who you have become. you’re a bitch and i feel like you use me and you never hang out with me. ”

Insert apology here.

so we have had radio silence for about four months.

Until yesterday. i was craving a Donut. i went into the show got my donut, didn’t say a word to her didn’t make eye contact because i’m mature. (This Is Horse shit)

i leave and go to work, have and great day, but that night as i’m eating dinner with my roomie she asks me did you say anything to her at work. I said nope didn’t do a goddamn thing.

Apparently my presence was so upsetting she had to sub tweet about me.

FUCKING SERIOUSLY?

“So glad i ditched that bitch.” where her words.

Now that you have the story could you see where the screwed upness is? how is it i’m made out as the bad guy? No good reasons where given to why she really dropped  Me. I cried, then got mad because i cried. i”m better then that. i’m stronger then that. Needless to say I’ll probably be forever confused.

Moral of this story: Don’t have friends, read books.

This has been a trip. Bye

Adair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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