If you wanna be my friends, you gotta get with my lover.
The Spice Girls also said: "I don't feel grateful when you come to my house, use me like a hotel, fail to ask me a single question about my life, and then express to me how you thought you wouldn't like my lover but then were pleasantly surprised that you did! I feel like pressing the potato masher into your face!"
[Gentle Reader, I will not avail you of the other 791 words that initially constituted this long and winding blogpost. I will summarize: I feel really hurt by the way I have been treated and judged in the last year by people who matter to me, and I need that to change. Those of you who matter will know that I am asking you for something, and those of you who don't can continue to believe that this an errant post on a website dedicated to the production of generic brand fire retardant handbags. Yours, Bananarchist.]
Monday, May 14, 2007
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