part of me wants to be seven and careless.
part of me wants to be back in your bed.
part of me wants to be forty and settled.
part of me wants to be dead.
I don’t feel like I’m being confronted. I’m actually laughing at you because you’re getting all uptight about nothing. Sorry but I’m not going to waste my time arguing with you. Block me, post about me, I don’t care. Do what you want but all I know is that I didn’t do anything wrong. Your credit is still there so I don’t know what your crying about.
PS: Why can’t I publish this? Do I not have the rights to? Isn’t it my blog not yours?
How am I making your posts SEEM like mine when the credit is still there? What are you even on? The source credit is still linked to your blog, I didn’t change that. So what are you whinging about?