You have a problem with boundaries... and lying.
They don't have a movie theatre in Mokena?
or a fireplace store?
You know, Menards, Lowes, or someplace like that probably sells screens for fireplaces. You don't have to invade my town, or my places to eat.
They have burritos in Frankfort, Mokena, Joliet, and such. And they're probably a lot better than places that put refried beans in Yahtzee! cups. I'm just saying.
It's your inability to respect boundaries that got us into this mess. And I'm really not interested what truck, or car you drive. You're still a dork.
Thanks for never paying me back,
and never taking me outside of your basement
or calling on Christmas.
Most of all, thanks for thinking I'm "hard" because you never do anything for anybody else unless it's of profit for yourself.
Don't call me, or come up to my workplace at 3am because you fear for my life. Because I don't like liars. And if I thought a beating would straighten you out, I would tell them to do it.
PS. I'm never going to call you to make sure you're alive. Because, apparently you're only alive because I'm being such a bitch. And... so... why would i care if you're alive or not?
Sorry. but, I'm not a dumb 19y/o with no clue on what men do. I might be fatherless, but I have more experience with men, then you will ever know.
