Miss Ataxia: Weed's Day

It's her birthday. She is not happy. Her nose is not fixed. Oh well. The boy is going to come over and spend the evening with me and my family. Hopefully he will enjoy himself.

I don't need you think process it. I don't need you to get back to me. The fact that you read it is enough. I want nothing from you, except the possibility of a friendship. But I think that you've already made it very clear that that will more than likely not happen. So I will not hold it against you.