We never really say what we mean.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: July 28, 2009

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“Hello, Elizabeth.”

“Hey, Gerald.”

“How you been?”

“It’s been good.”

“Same here, nothing to complain.”

“Nice seeing you.”

“See you around.”

“Bye.”

“Later.”


“Hello, Elizabeth.” Hello, Bitch

“Hey, Gerald.” Douchebag asshole. Go away.

“How you been?” Fucking perfect, her life is always fucking perfect. Not like she notices.
 
“It’s been good.” Just trying to be best friends with the girl whose heart you broke, you asshole.  Who was the one to pick up the pieces? Right. Me.

“Same here, nothing to complain.” She isn’t still mad about that, is she? That was three years ago.

“Nice seeing you.” Go burn in hell, you bastard. I hold grudges for my friends for much longer than for myself.

“See you around.” Oh god, I hope not.

“Bye.” Go fall into a dark little pit and die.

“Later.” I never want to see you again.


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