good-bye.

sunday, september twenty-third, two thousand and seven;
i brandi ****** browne deleted crushspot.
wow i know after two years on that site, i've decided i've
had more than enough.

certain things have been brought to my attention about
the way people feel about me and the things that i wish
people were open with me about directly, not having to
hear it from "friends."

marcus used to call me a professional lurker, i'm not
sure what that site did to me really. i mean, i'm not
the kind of girl who wants to be all in peoples business,
but people always tell me their shit, they just don't
like to hear my opinion about it.

you go ahead and tell me if that makes sense. . .

yeah okay. that's what i figured.

so many things i thought i was saying in confidence
or to a "friend" have been thrown back in my face.
seriously, seriously, seriously, from my heart
i need people to know this about me,

I, Brandi ****** Browne,
I do not give a fuck about these people when i sign off.
If I have let you into my personal life , seemed to some
what attempt to develop a friendship with you and you
take it for granted, by giving your opinion about me to
other people, when it wasn't asked for, you feel the need
to discuss my actions with others, you get the balls to
say everything that you feel about me to everyone about
me, but at the end of the day, you still feel like I'm the one
who cares too much about your daily activities.
Take a moment to think about who seems to care more.
I forget your ass when I log off.

Yes I am upset.
I'm flattered that everyone thinks all I have to do is think about
them and their e-this and their e-that everyday.
Motherfucker please.
Give me a break.

*to be continued. .