Bitter much?

I'm really not in writing mood now. I just feel that it would be better to express my repressed feelings through writing instead of endlessly blabbing about it. I'm blogging about a certain someone who's been really getting into my nerves.

Madame,
With all due respect, tell me. What the hell is your problem?! I was just out with your BESTFRIENDS. No more, no less. It's not like I'm planning to take them away from you!



Why do you have to post such thing? Insecure much? And why do you have to be so bitter? In case you haven't noticed, what you just posted reflects your personality. No one's being replaced. You don't have to act so pathetic!

And before I forget, Have you ever heard me say such mean things to you and to my friends when you got close to them and made a group of your own without me? I bet you didn't. It's because I'm the better person. I'm not pathetic. And I have faith in myself, my friends and our friendship. And I think it's about time you should too.

Say you love me.

Despite our eyes ready to fall out from its socket due to the prior night's hangover, feet blisters lurking somewhere to say hello, waiting in vain for someone's arrival, stage frights, free lotus feet pain from our endless dancing on high heels and some random high school shmandom ---I'd like to conclude that Katrina's party was a heck of success.

GREAT PARTY Madame!
I LOVE YOU! <3