One of these days someone will explain all of this to me. Someone has you for 5 years. They come up with this grand plan to make your lifes better together blah blah motherfucking blah. So they go overseas and decide a fling is what they want. Um ok cool, should have told me in the beginning cause then I wouldn't have been sitting here being faithfully like a jackass. Anywho, after you take my heart and step all over it and i ignore your emails and im(s) from oh i dunno 100000 miles away cause you um yeah broke up with me. You finally track down my number which I changed so you would quit calling me (which Travis is going to die for that) and come home and think that everything is ok. If i hadn't already deleted your goddamn cell from my phone I would have never answered it. Angry, not so much just trying to express the fact that you lost the best thing that ever happened to you. So quit trying to pretend that war changed you blah blah cause um yeah how many times did you fire that M-4, nada. Anyway my point here, is don't regret losing the best thing that ever happened to you cause you are a small insignicant little girl that i can barely remember. Just remember that you lost me and your fling back to her boyfriend. Tee-hee, karma well i love her. So please please stop calling me cause this number changing shit is well getting pricey. Toddles!! :)
