Or when they don't know a word to describe something. Which I still don't. I know it's a thing, though, since Natalie and I talked about it before this even happened.
But you'd still rather nitpick my words than apologize for the shitty thing you did that started that discussion. Still. Even after all this. You did it again.
The two shitty things, in fact. And that's a problem, Misty. Because you never admit you fucked up and you never apologize. Not to me, anyway. That's what I get angry about.
Because that's a choice. Mistakes are mistakes, but you keep choosing to do this. And it makes me feel like you don't want to be my friend so much as you want to make me an enemy to triumph against whenever we talk. Because I never told you we weren't friends after the greenhouse. You decided that. And you didn't even tell me you'd decided that. The next time we spoke about Natalie's pairing, you could have said something but you didn't.
So did you just not care about the fact that we weren't going to be friends? Or was it just not convenient to acknowledge that that's how you felt when I was trying to reassure you. When you wanted to know things. When you were acting to protect your secrets. And no, Misty, I'm not mad about all that.
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But you'd still rather nitpick my words than apologize for the shitty thing you did that started that discussion. Still. Even after all this. You did it again.
The two shitty things, in fact. And that's a problem, Misty. Because you never admit you fucked up and you never apologize. Not to me, anyway. That's what I get angry about.
Because that's a choice. Mistakes are mistakes, but you keep choosing to do this. And it makes me feel like you don't want to be my friend so much as you want to make me an enemy to triumph against whenever we talk. Because I never told you we weren't friends after the greenhouse. You decided that. And you didn't even tell me you'd decided that. The next time we spoke about Natalie's pairing, you could have said something but you didn't.
So did you just not care about the fact that we weren't going to be friends? Or was it just not convenient to acknowledge that that's how you felt when I was trying to reassure you. When you wanted to know things. When you were acting to protect your secrets. And no, Misty, I'm not mad about all that.
But I am hurt and disappointed.