... but I don't think you realized that by coming in here and giving me this stress to talk about, you just brought me and him closer. Great job there, bud.
And now I've got a BEST friend. And you're going to have to deal with it. Because I'll be here, talking to him, while YOU'RE sitting there feeling sorry about yourself instead of joining in on the conversation. I'm going to try really hard to get out of here this weekend, which will no doubtedly piss you off into dumping me. It's likely that I'll have a place to crash when you kick me out. If I don't, I can just get Martine to pick me up.
You're an idiot for trying to keep me from having friends. If you'd only realize that my having friends would make me happier and more likely to put up with all the shit you throw at me. I feel GOOD about myself right now, and you really can't fuck that up for more than ten minutes at a time. Because we both know that you aren't going to confront me about it, you're just going to bitch about it. It's not going to work this time. I have a friend. A REAL friend. And there's nothing you can do to change that at this moment. I. Am. Happy.
Now if only I could make you realize that if I'm happy you'll be happy. How *do* I do that? Hrm. Maybe you'll start to see it for yourself. Perhaps.
Either way. I don't want to be the one to break this up, not when having him as a friend has actually brought you and I closer. You may not see it, but I do. Did you notice me snuggling you and giving you backrubs more often? No, you probably didn't. You probably just assume that your slave is trying to keep you happy. Either way, having a real friend is beneficial to our relationship. No, he doesn't have to be your friend. He only has to be mine. And I can talk about things with him. And it's not fucking sexual. And he still sees me as a friend, and that's MORE than I could ask for from him. He's great. He's the best friend I've ever had. No, you don't count in this category because you're my BOYfriend and not just my friend.
So yes, he and I will continue to talk about life and our personal problems. And there's nothing you can do about it. Yay. Because, more than likely, if he found out that HE was the cause of my phone minute loss, he'd probably pay for another phone card just so we could keep talking. Yeah, he's THAT awesome.
Friday, September 5, 2008
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