Status: on going

Irony

waiting on u

By now, it's been nine months.

And you know, I never liked Kyle. He complained too much and when he wasn't complaining it was difficult to decipher whether he was serious about anything he said.

His Independence Day party was the best. The one with the fireworks in his back yard-- because you're the worst person I know. Worst as in you're the sappiest person I know, and I don't think you do it ironically like you pretend you do. Being ironic about it makes it okay.

And it really is okay to be ironic when you're kissing me under the colors of the fireworks. Even if you look at the picture you took and laugh. It happened.

Ignoring me for weeks after, that's not ironic. That's sincere and I'd take the fact that you're sincerely the worst over the fact that you're sincerely ignorant.
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I'm worried that this may be hard to read.