Confessions of Jessibelle

The truth hurts. I'm sorry. There's no holding back this time.
If you know me in real life, consider yourself warned.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

When it rains, it effing pours.

Dude(s) Seriously? Effing Seriously?

Buckeye Boy- Some fucking nerve you have. Asking your former mistress how to deal with a situation concerning your wife and current mistress. You deserve whatever happens to you. I hope you get an STD or ED.

M.H.- I don't even know where to begin. Do you really need a THIRD baby mama? Perhaps if you tried to make it work with #2 instead of living in the past, you wouldn't need a third. Just saying. But it would be fun to make out with you, just for old times sake. You were an awesome kisser.

G.I. Joe- Holy shit. What the fuck can of worms did we crack open? This should prove interesting. Looking forward to the reunion.

Q- old faithful. comfortable. can't live with you, find it even harder without you at times. You make sense on paper and in my head. I wish I could love you.

Blue Eyed Boy- FUCK YOU. What's so hard for me to believe is that I still can't believe the bullshit you pull. You are the only person in the world that can tear down all my walls with just a look, a touch, or one word. YOU are the one that left. Why can't you just stay gone? You're sorry that you hurt me, you say you don't want to hurt me again. JUST FUCKING STOP. Let me move on. Please. I used to want my friend back, but after what you did, I can't look at you the same way.

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