Dear Selfish Immature Asshole (Pt. II),

The fact that I chose to respond to your IM about how I looked "fucking amazing" last weekend should in NO way be construed as an open invitation to start leaving me drunk smiley faces on my computer every night. Seriously, what is up with that? If you aren't complimenting my voice or my breasts or my intelligence, wit and charm, I honestly kind of lose interest fast. I pretty much only keep in contact with you so that I will have a cock/bed to sleep in the next time I visit the city you inhabit, and the effort it takes to listen to your inane ramblings online is almost not worth it. I would definitely be ignoring you by now if I didn't looooove the deliciously sinful feeling I get when I remember that by boning you I am also going behind the back of my uptight, catty friend. It's all so Days of Our Lives...

: ),
CF