If I drink enough water, it usually ends up helping me.
The only problem is, I don’t give a flying fuck whether you trust me or not. It’s not like I started talking about it. I mentioned it after forgetting you wanted to be silent about it. And really, I hold so many secrets from people that if that’s what you call breaking the trust, you don’t know anything about things that should never be talked about.
If somebody trusts you enough to ask you to keep something secret, and you break it, that’s still breaking their trust, Matthew. No matter how little the secret is, and no matter if somebody forgives you.
If you really don’t care, then just apologise. From what I hear, it won’t really change anything for you, will it?
And that makes you the mean kitty that messes with the adorable puppy.
Sometimes I wonder why we’re friends.
And moments like this remind me why. You’re such a dork, Ray.
It’s not judging if it comes from the heart. Also, I promise to control my strength.
What. When did i become a kitty?
Yes, but you love me. Definitely you judging me. No matter where it comes from. You better miss Hulk. Don’t want you going green.
What are you doing out of your bottle, then?
Don’t you remember at the end of the film, the genie gets freed?
Because i don’t bake everyday.
I do believe I just said I get for some it’s not just a sport, and I also mentioned but to me it is. I also don’t happen to give a flyinf fuck if you think it’s a big deal. If you regret it so much you get all weird when people find out, then maybe you’re better off reading your comic books in your little store than drinking alochol in motels with the biggest playboy in town. Honestly, what were you expecting when you came to the motel? That we’d cuddle and watch a movie?
I’m not asking you to apologise about what happened. And, yeah, it was my fault. Look, though the thing does revolve around sex, and I’m definitely not going to go into semantics, the big deal about this for me was trust. It’s about the trust that I put into you, knowing that you were going to keep the secret, and if I didn’t make that clear enough before, then I’m sorry. But, that’s what I want you to apologise about - breaking my trust.
Well I haven’t gotten shit from it, I haven’t even heard anyone talking about it, so it obviously wasn’t a big deal until you made it one. You talk like I’ve knocked you up or something. It was a good fuck between two people in a motel. That’s all it was, a good time. There’s not responsibilities to take.
No, you’re the one not getting it. I get it. Some people think of sex more than a sport, but I don’t. Not everyone is a fucking complex like you. Not everyone believes in crap like ‘everything happens for a reason.’
What part of it was a big deal for me do you not seem to understand.
I’d like to say, I definitely do not believe in that, but whatever.
Of course you do, Lopez
Dammit, I give up… At least admit that I’m a sassy puppy.
No regrets, Ray Ray.
Wear it or make it into a blanket. What about you?
Right… Not judging, I just look like I am. You know, I don’t mean to hit you so hard. I’m starting to feel a little bad now.
Still an adorable little puppy nonetheless.
Apftttt whatever Rosie.
Make armour. Or the world’s comfiest shirt or jumper or something. That is you judging me! You said you wouldn’t! You liiiiiiied. You should. My arm looked like a 5 year old had attacked it with paint.
I’m well aware it takes two or more to have sex, but my opinion is the only opinion I give a shit about. You wanted it, I wanted it, it was that simple. Plus I didn’t tell anyone. I answered simply on a question because I forgot you wanted to keep it a secret. It was you who made such a fucking big deal out of it. Besides, I think the only one who gave a fuck was the ginger Smythe and that had nothing to do with me telling anything, that was all about you lying to her.
Here’s your DVD. Why don’t you go have a heart to heart with her instead of trying to pull out something you’re never going to get from me?
She’s not the only one who gave a fuck, Matthew. The people who gave a fuck because of what I’d done, I took responsibility for.
You might not get it, and you probably never will, but believe me when I tell you that things have a ripple effect, and that things are deeper than they seem.
Thanks. And, heart-to-hearts aren’t really my thing.
I don’t give flying fuck if people know we slept together. Of course we slept together. You’re hot, I’m hot. It’s normal. If it actually were a big deal, you wouldn’t have done it in the first place or you would’ve wanted more than one time. You’re making it way too big of a deal when all I did was simply say I’d fuck you again anyday.
I’m not apologizing for shit I’m not sorry for.
Do you really think that your opinion is the only one that’s valid in this situation? Sleeping together means that there are two people involved. And, sure, for you, sleeping with somebody comes as naturally as breathing comes for others, but let me tell you one thing - for some people it’s a pretty big deal. I probably wouldn’t even have done anything if I wasn’t drunk. I’m not expecting you to apologise for actually sleeping with me. It was my fault for that, and I want to make it clear that I am in no way accusing you of anything, because it’s not like I made any move to stop you. What I’m asking you is to apologise for telling the rest of the school.
I know why you think I should apologize. I’m telling you to give me a reason for me to think I need to apologize.
Because you’re not as much of a dick as you let people to believe, secondly, because it’s still kind of very much your fault it got out, and thirdly, it’s not as small of a deal as you think it is.