westid

seriously thought there were more to it and that. you don’t need to set me up to reverse me. i suppose the gimp card is the only one you know how to play. that could have been you. don’t you know how to pull someone’s hair?

not nice though is it?

you shouldn’t have told me i was a rat either, because it’s turned me into one. i’m sorry i can’t help it. i know she was there and she can do anything she wants. why she would count on a sausage butty to so it instead, i will never know. telling me i’m a rat has woken things up inside me, and now i have to do as she’s told. i’m sorry if you had to see that, it could have been so much fun

don’t send the half wits in to do a woman’s job.

you know what you are. i’m just getting on with my life… is that such anathema on the way you’ve ended up in yours? you don’t have to be jealous or violent. i would give you anything and she would be proud of you instead of bringing out disgrace and shame. she was upset last night, and you just let it go on. maybe the actions of other people could excuse you but now you were there. she might be dead but she still matters. maybe not to you but she does to me

i will never go after you but i still had so much respect. even now after all this time. she loved you so much, i always regret us not getting to know each other because when it wasn’t local perverts or drug dealers telling how much youi’re willing to degrade yourself [stood there with you last night some of them] you sounded like a beautiful person; at least to me