I could pretend, for you. I could pretend that I never read what you wrote, that I never heard what you said, that I never dealt with your shit. I could be pleasant and smile and say that we're friends.
I could do that.
But I won't.
(a.k.a. the attempt of a writer to exercise her imagination)
1 comment:
I don't know, this doens't seem like you understand O_o
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