Maybe it's time...
Me: Maybe it’s time to forgive and forget… *sigh*
Myself: After about two years of hatred???*skeptical*
Me: Err… I think, I’m a bit TOO stubborn for my own liking… ‘-.-
Myself: As if that can make it acceptable!
Me: Just shut up, you little bitch!!! You should side with me, don't you? After all, you are me! *mad*
Myself: Now you say it! Then why don’t you listen to me before? I’ve asked you to hit that pretty head of yours to the wall to make it less stubborn did I?
Me: I thought you asked me to pull a gun and shoot my head.
Myself: I did. But I think it’s too extreme! So I change it so that it will be acceptable to read here.
Me: You bitch! *mad*
Myself: Back to the topic! Do you think you really can forgive and forget? I thought your skull is pretty thick to even understand the word alone.
Me: Hello, bitch~ I’m trying here! Where’s your support?
Myself: And then to find that you actually regret it and having you whining to me about it? No thanks! I rather let you down now rather than deal with your childishness and stupidity, moron!
Me: How dare you! If I remember correctly, you are the one who asked me not to forgive! You said that, if I forgive, I will hate back and there’s no point of forgiving if then hatred is the one who reign! Hey! That’s right! You are the one who make it last for two years!
Myself: Well, I know you. I’ve long knew you! You will never forgive and forget…
Me: Speak for yourself, bitch!
Myself: I speak of myself. That’s why I know… Just listen to me, moron. You might try, but as you said, you are TOO stubborn for your own good.
Me: But how long can I keep it like this? Can WE keep it like this?
Myself: Actually, I like the idea of forgive and forget, but I have no idea how we could work on it.
Me: Now you said it!
Myself: Don’t use my words, you moron.
Me: Yeah right, bitch!
Myself: Good! Now we are a moron and a bitch. Don’t you think it sound nice?
Me: Shut up! I don’t want to talk to you anymore! I want to start to forgive and forget! *inhale and exhale*
Myself: As if I want to talk with you on the first place. Don’t whine at me if you regret it later, moron.
Me: Stop provoking me and stop calling me moron!!!!!
Myself: Whatever…. Mo—roon~~
Me: Urgh!! You are soooo dead!!!
