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[18821] SHAME ON ME

I could kick myself in the ass so hard right now that my someday children won't be able to sit down until they are in their 30's.

hey, M... what the hell, man?! i was NINETEEN. and you're 38. Such a fool am I, but more a fool are YOU for letting me get so goddamn carried away with my crush on you. For not saying "sorry sweetie you're too young"

my stupid...shameful , disgusting... crush.... MIStake.

i can't believe i did that. I can't believe i became friends with you away from work, I can't believe we talked on the phone, i can't believe we went to the mall.... i let you hug me.... i let you put your fucking arm around me.......

I can't believe i told EVERYBODY at our work that i had a crush on you, and now everybody knows it.

I think you're retarded. Yeah i know you claim its from some nail that went in your head. Get a haircut and buy some friggin deodorant.

Do you realize that every day i kick myself, every day i am drenched in guilt and shame and disgust over our unofficial relationship?!?!

get this bozo, age DOES matter. my god you're almost as old as my DAD.

Now every time i see you, i just feel soo disgusted inside,... i think to myself.... "wtfh was wrong with me.... HIM?! omg i can do so much better.... and everybody told me so. everyone said he drinks alot, everyone said he was too old for me.."

guess what, everyone was right. you DO have.. a BAD.. attitude. Dawn was right, you are a pig sometimes.

you have no respect for our workplace. You play that loud music, even with the swearwords and all. I can't even listen to 80's metal any more without thinking of you. which I don't wanna do.

Don't you even care that you look like a drunk and a real big loser? Seriously, I don't care how bad you think you look with short hair....I can only imagine what our guests must think of you..... come on...

WOW i can't believe you told our MANAGER, "shut the hell up"... I think Heidi is sweet, and I don't care that alot of people dislike her. Maybe if you had more respect for your job, you'd have a better one, and you wouldnt be....... 39 now, living with your parents, riding a bike to work every day..... pathetic.

I don't care if I don't even see you again because every time i see you, you look at me with those sad eyes, and I can't stand the guilt i feel whenever i see you.

You have alot of fucking growing up to do. Sure I do to, but i'm only 20. And atleast I realize it. And that's why I am going to happily climb the Target corporate ladder (NOT you, oh you wished..).... and you, wont. Not that you care cuz you hate Target.

You give your heart away too fast, you're SO damn clingy, whiney, sad.... that's why you can't keep a girlfriend. oh and the deodorant thing.

I don't hate you, I just have alot of pent up anger and shame over this whole thing. If by any chance you read this, dear God I hope you don't..... but if you do.... please just pretend you havent heard anything about it, and we can just go on working like normal, pretending that I still wanna be your friend.

I used to tell you, "you're like a big kid :)" and I thought it was cute..... but now I know its just because you ARE too damn immature.

Grow. Up.

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