Are you really going to assume that I'm going to latch on to you like some kind of parasite, sending my "other half" to check up on you? Did it ever occur to you that she might just actually care about me and wanted to know what was up? You act like I'm desperate for your attention and affection. Sure, you came to talk after five fucking years and I reciprocated the conversation. You started to step your game up and so I followed your lead. But for you to come off as some kind of above-all and think I'm willing to be a part of your fan club is completely fucking wrong. You talk like you're all of a sudden some big shot with bitches in line. I am not your fucking bitch nor do I even think I should begin to even feel like giving you the time of day. You can't just all of a sudden assume I'm clingy for getting concerned with the drop in communication. Of course I'm going to get fucking concerned if you disappear right after you all of a sudden sparked my interest and won my attention over. Take an overview over the past few fucking days. Nonstop texts and sleeping on the phone day after day. The day I came over and saw you in person for the first time in half a decade. Do you expect someone to be perfectly habitual to the sudden change of routine? No. I'm not trying to be controlling and to have you by my side every waking moment of my life. You just need to realize what the fuck you want and how you're going to fucking do it. Figure it out.
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