I’m dedicating this blog to my friend Stan, whose idea it was to keep track of how I feel about getting sick and how my life changes. Stan started up a blog a couple of months ago about him being a fat ugly bastard without a girlfriend. Now – ironically enough - he’s fucking my ex-girlfriend. He doesn’t know I know yet as we haven’t seen each other for a while – not since he started fucking my girlfriend in fact. Weird that. Anyway cheers mate. Nice one. You da man.
He probably hasn’t been in touch this week because he’s a bit embarrassed about everything, maybe a bit scared about my reaction, maybe a bit scared that I’ll say “you know she’s only fucking you to get back at me” or something like that. Anyway Stan, you know she’s only fucking you to get back at me right? I mean you do know that right? I could be wrong and honestly I hope I am but you know I’m not. In your heart of heats you must know that.
But anyway, because I’m such a nice guy and everything I just want you both to know that I really don’t mind. It hurts me of course but you do what you have to do.
Actually I might as well dedicate this blog to you too Peaches, to the both of you. let’s see which lasts the longest…
Saturday, 22 March 2008
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You're an arrogant swine, Mr Keith, and I know you're wrong. Anyway, what happened to not washing your dirty laundry in public? Eh? What happened to that?
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