Stalemate

We started the game, and I admit it was pretty cool. I enjoyed playing with you but you know what… we’re stalemate. There’s no loser because nobody wins. You are good at playing, I was too dumb sometimes but I manage to cope up. At first it was hard, really. It was very hard to deal with this kind of mess. But thanks a lot for helping me out… Thank you for ignoring me, for avoiding me, for hurting me and most of all, thank you for the game. I really learned a lot.

I thought I was over it but I’m troubled. Maybe it’s what they called “after shock” Now I’m dealing with it. Really hard but I believe that I can handle this shit. And I’m doing great now, like what you are. I know what I did, unlike what you think. I’m not the kind of person who would regret the assholes on my life. I played with your mess, muddled with your shits. I knew that, but I persist because I’m learning through it.

You know what? you’re not the only person who can do your cranky moves! Look at me now, I did it too. I’m a bad playmate… what you think? Now what’s next? I’m over it. I don’t wanna play again and I think that’s what you want. Avoid me because you’re afraid to fall, so am I. So let’s just stick with this and go on with our lives. Oh, one last words for yah… DON’T TALK SHITS WITH ME MTHRFCKR!!!