"What did you even- Nevermind. I don't even want to know," I mumble, rubbing my hands over my face and letting out another tired sigh. Fuck it. Nothing even happened. Not really. Jack wants to be a fucking asshole about it, fine. I guess he's got a right to be pissed, me pussying out the way I did. But I don't give a fuck about him.
"This is your place more than it is mine. You wanna come back, it's not like I can stop you." Bullshit. It's a fucking lie, acting like I don't care. Maybe that's not helpin' things, but I'm still to... raw about it to say anything else.
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Date: 2007-01-18 06:43 pm (UTC)"This is your place more than it is mine. You wanna come back, it's not like I can stop you." Bullshit. It's a fucking lie, acting like I don't care. Maybe that's not helpin' things, but I'm still to... raw about it to say anything else.