How can there be too many fatmouths around?! Gimme a break for crying out loud! I'm back being a recluse (which I have always been) ...yet just like Brit, rumors about me still spread around like a contagious disease.
Here's the story...
My idle-phone-no-more received a msg yesterday afternoon (from this guy who have been trying 'desperately' to get me to return his msgs for days) that I was pregnant when 'we' left our former place in xxxxxxxx. Like, huh?! *glaring eyes*
(I read the msg just a couple of hours ago so I reacted a bit delayed. hihi)
My folks left that place years ago. And FYI, I left the house a couple of years before that. So, whatda?!!! I'd appreciate it more if they'd tattle about me being a witch or something ...any moniker similar to how I had been a hermit my entire years in that place will actually do. But come on now!!! I didn't even have friends there except my early morn basketball chums (and they're all boys)... But, lost touch until I left. So, who could be this smart-alecky babbler pretending to know my life story now? Who knows who I really am, itfp?! NO ONE.
...and if because of this post, another rumor will be passed around -- "I left the house because dad found out I was pregnant and disowned me as his daughter" -- get a gun and shoot me now. I dunno how else to live a quiet life without people trying to put words into my every action. It's just so sick. Ridiculously sick!
Any other 'original' and 'unique' scuttlebutts to announce? Cause this one is, frankly, so 'ancient' already!
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