It's Amie!!!

My sex life is fine. James' on the other hand is not, obviously.

He decides (out of the blue) to post on Myspace in the Mood Status Box: James's sex life is boring.

Ok. News to me. Few things tho...

Why the fuck did you write that on MYSPACE? Why couldn't you come to me privately and discuss? I would have prefered you came to me PRIVATELY! What the fuck possessed you to be so hateful publicly? What have I done to you (or not done, for that matter)?

Lastly: FUCK YOU. I... am... great. You... are... not. I don't know why because you never talk to me about anything. I talked to you about this... about being alone all the time even when you are there. You never open up to me. You never tell me how you feel. You never do ANYTHING! You just throw emotions at me like I'm a mind-reader.

I AM NOT A MIND READER! TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL OR DON'T. JUST DON'T POST THIS BULLSHIT FOR THE WORLD TO SEE. Again, I say: Fuck You James. You don't even know how hurtful or embarrassing this is. You never will, because no one will ever break that stupid barrier you have up all the time. It doesn't make you a better person to be closed off. It makes you cold and hard and cruel.

I thought you loved me. If you did, you would know what this would do to me... and you wouldn't have done it.

Thanks for your continuing support.