Sunday, April 3, 2011

Dear (spray tan),

I never thought that you would turn into a girl that drinks, because you're silly enough sober to be honest.  That's more of a compliment than anything else, but it's disappointing that you ended up the way you did.

I think that the break-up really really changed you.  I think you were far too invested in the boyfriend and you let yourself get away.  But then again, the reason I really don't like you is because I think you stole from me.  I think that you took what was mine, something that was mine.  You were with the boyfriend at the time, and you had no reason at all to steal anyone, but you did.  You took him. 

I wonder if you'll read this.  I mean, if you do, I guess this isn't anything I wouldn't tell you if you asked me.  But you don't even talk to me anymore, and I'm not complaining of your absence because we weren't that great of friends to begin with, but I kind of thought we had that elementary school bond going.  Like, I got your back.  But I suppose it was all in my head, because you didn't really have my back at all. 

Whatever.  The only reason I'm writing this is because I haven't posted in here in forever and I was just thinking about that situation.

Hayley

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