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An Open Letter

Gah, I don’t quite know how to get through to you

…but I guess you didn’t really get my last post, or think that it was directed at you – it was. You can’t have it both ways, you can’t be completely disinterested in my life, but spend half your waking hours lurking my blog, that’s just not how friendship works.

You can’t have your cake and eat it too, at least not with me.


About Nico

I'm not angry all the time, that's just how my face is.


One thought on “Gah, I don’t quite know how to get through to you

  1. Maybe it’s the same reason people all have to come out of their houses if there’s a police car or ambulance on the block: They know it’s really rude to stare while something painful or embarrassing is happening at a house, and that they might see something they won’t like or can’t hack, but they don’t want to be left out of the goings-on either.Sorry to hear you have to deal with someone who needs to be told, “Nothing to see here, move it along folks, go back to your homes, everything’s under control and you can go back inside now.”

    Posted by Pand0ra Wilde | September 9, 2008, 8:13 pm

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