Generally speaking, I am a very forgiving person. Way too forgiving actually.
However,
*Thoughtful sigh*
I really don't know how forgiving I can continue to be.
Calling me a stupid cunt and the lowest form of scum and being a possessive, misogynistic, and just plain psycho asshole really doesn't make me wanna be bestest friends with you. I'm not entirely sure why, something about self respect.
And normally, when people become intoxicated, and say something they didn't intend to say, I really don't mind, I can completely understand (I've done it.).
But, (yes, another one of those fabulous buts, howevers, althoughs, etc. etc.),
If you're going to go off on a multi-week, ultra-rapid mood swing, bitchfest rampage, expect to do more explaining than "the massive amounts of coke in my system".
I call bullshit.
If you're going to be such a cuntosaurus, you're really not worth my time.
LESS THAN SLASH THREE!! RIGHT ARROW COLON CAPITOL 'D'!!
Kibbawlz. Rawr.
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