April 23, 2004
rhetoric

my dog won't talk to me because she hates me. i say, "greta, do you hate me?" and she gives me this look and her tail doesn't move, so i say, "it's okay. i hate me too." later in the day i ask her again, "you really hate me, don't you?" and she doesn't even look my way because she's tired of hearing me say it. so i tell her, "i know i've said this three times already today. i know. doesn't mean i like myself anymore now does it?" and you say, "that conversation never happened." and i say, "if you can even call it a conversation." you hate that sort of response, so you say to me all angrylike, "you must really want attention to be making this up." and i say, "you have no idea."

- Molly{7:32 pm}

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