Katie:I wasn't pushing you to talk to me. I just want to know if you're okay. You just seem so distant, and I think people are starting to notice. I know girls don't help in any way, and they can be stressful. Relationships can be stressful, but I don't regret what we had. I suppose I'm just used to helping you.
Drew:And I'm a big boy now and need to help myself but thanks Katie.
Drew:I’m sorry, Katie. I know you are. I just need some time to myself. Away from everyone and everything. I don’t know. I’m not going to go on like you were never there. That wouldn’t be fair to you or me. You helped me through some pretty deep shit and I thank you for that.
I was not calling you stupid in any way shape or form. I was just trying to be nice. I guess you took that the wrong way. I’m sorry for making you think that. I’m just trying to be a friend here. What else am I suppose to do? Yet again I wasn’t being literal, Drew. Google doesn’t always have the answers. I hate to be the one to tell you this.
Whatever, Katie. The deed has been done. You’ve already pissed me off.
Not literally, Drew. I meant th— never mind. Let’s just say I’m busy, and breathing is something I don’t think about. I know it goes right over your head, I’m sorry. If you ever need me to explain something let me know. I’d be happy to help.
Is that a nice way of calling me stupid? And for your information you shouldn’t have to think to breathe. Unless, of course, you’re a blonde bimbo. I can take care of myself thank you very much. Google isn’t that hard to use.