dope: a noun (me), an adjective (you) and a drug i don't smoke

so this weekend was reveiling. i took crazy to a whole other level. i'm not a crazy person. ask anyone who knows me, and they'll tell you this.
i 'm not someone who gets angry easily. you really have to wrong me to piss me off and this weekend, someone i considered a friend did just that. i had one of, if not the, shittiest thing(s) done to me on friday night and it brought out a whole other side of me i was unfamiliar with; the crazy bitch.

i always said i wasn't like other girls. that i wasn't like that. and i'm pretty sure he always said he wasn't a douche like all the other guys. i guess we just brought that out in each other. i suppose it just takes the right (wrong) person because both of these characteristics reared their ugly heads this weekend. in the end though, i got the last word in and now i wish i had just kept my mouth shut. what can i say? i was angry.

anyway, if you still read my blog, cause i know you did once upon a time, it's my turn to eat crow. that was it. i'm done. i have other things to worry about now. so, i'm sorry for what was said. it was uncalled for, catty, and uncharacteristic of me. not that you'll believe that now. i hope that one day in the not too distant future, we can both be forgiven and refriend each other, not just online, but also in life because i do, truly, still think you're dope.