We're texting.
Im sitting here talking about something you seem interested about, a piece of artwork i have to complete for a class.
I say "ok, done with the this-part" two minutes later i get a txt. "ok. going2 bed."
every txt has been like that.
i can understand being busy, that makes perfect sense that ur txtx would be short and almost pointless, but acting the way you are towards me just because ur mad at someone else isnt fair.
thanks for letting your bad mood effect the people who care about you. Your relatives are assholes, so you treat me like im acting like one.
thanks alot.
i fucking love you too.
see if i try txting you tomorrow.
throat.
Post edited at 10:38 pm on Sep. 6, 2008 by Anonymous