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It's not that I don't care... I might just care too much. Ok so take it personally or don't- those of you who do this will maybe and hopefully one day wake up and go "Holy CRAP! I have treated Megs like garbage - I need to apologize."I care that you're getting married: just don't flaunt your ring to me many times over. I love that you just bought a new car: it's not that I'm jealous or anything... but layoff on the additions that you're making to your pimpmobile. Bringing you back something from Italy: no problem! Maybe if you had given me money I might have just done that. Lend you money you ask: forget that. I'm tired of paying for you when you say you "forgot your Visa card". I enjoy being treated out too you know... Can't afford it this time: well then quit it with the weddings, house moves, birthdays and anniversaries all in the same time. You can't afford a couple dollars for a house warming gift for me than screw you charlie*. I'll pay you back really: rrrrrrrright. I haven't heard that one before. Is it a new excuse? How about sending me mail: it's not like I haven't ever sent you a postcard or a letter from wherever the heck I may be. "We should get together sometime... I'll call you": and I will prewarn myself not to hold my breath. "I just didn't think you'd mind": of course I don't mind. Now how about you do it instead? And some of you might wonder why I am kinda nice and let my friends trample over me like a jungle gym - well because one day I like to think they might just help me out like I have done for them. Good gracious... one would think I'm like pms'ing or something. *Charlie is not a real person so don't bother asking. Posted by Bella at 1:45 PM# 1 Comments: bravo! By
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