Come real close, forget the world outside,

This one’s for you,

Well well.. People just can’t see someone happy, no?

There are several things I’d like to get cleared up. Firstly, I want you to know that this is my first, my last and my only shoutout/comment/whatever you call it, to you. If I had written all of the things you claim I did, rest assured that I’d write in the way that there is no room for doubt that it was written by me. And just for the record, I’d be more than euphoric to read a thesis/textbook on political analysis than spend my time on your blog as you’ve said. The only time I happen to step in there is when I receive a call or text or was told to read. Yes, you can call my friends & family psycho or whatever you want. At least I know I have them.

Secondly, I don’t have time to play ‘Throw & Catch’ with you. All these drama and touch-me-and-you’ll-die phase is so secondary school. I outgrew it a long time ago and you should too. Or else it’s a wonder you’re even older than me. Like you said, it’s 2012!

Thirdly, you can run along and be the narcissist you are and scream every detail of your infidelity from every rooftop for the world to hear. You can even add your own twists here and there if you like. I mean you would know, yes? And you can bask in all the glory of the attention you’d get. You’d like that, won’t you?

Lastly, I don’t hold a grudge against you or hate you for any reason. If anything, I actually feel sorry for you. You can go ahead and claim you’re way better than I’ll ever be. But.. HAH! How I see it, I’ve all there is to want (Alhamdulillah) and I’m not that insecure to measure myself to someone else. So you can go ahead and compare faces, sacrifices and everything else that floats your boat.

I’m happy with my life (Alhamdulillah) and I’m sorry if you or anyone has a problem with it but I’m not looking for your approval or anyone else’s for that matter.