He said... and She said... Well, what the fuck did I just say?!

What a pleasent surprise that you've called me! Or at least it would have been if the other night had never happened... So instead of excited I'm just curious as to what you could possibly have to say to me now.

I'm sorry I'm a bt confused... Are you accusing ME of being deceitful and malicious enough to seriously just... ok ok wait. They said WHAT?

Ok Correction... They said that I said what?! Ok well I never said that. That's not what happened. No I wasn't scared of that... NO I DON'T.

Yeah... I'm sure...

Yes I'm sure.

I'M SURE.

What the fuck do you mean how do I KNOW. You know, I'm pretty damn sure I would know what I do and do not have better than your friends that I don't know. They have the story all wrong anyway. I'm the one who lived it.

So you think I'm a liar now.

Look I wouldn't have even layed in the bed with you if...

YES I'M FUCKING SURE.

NO but now I'm PISSED OFF.

Yeah sure Friday. I'll be there... Yeah yeah it'll be fun... Yeah we can hanggout... Yeah... I understand why you asked... but...

YES I'm SURE.

How about we try trusting the person who's body it is?

No I don't care if they're your friends and they're just looking out for you. They've known you for years They've known me for two days. I don't even know half their names. I know two people names. Ok Four now if I think about it. Maybe I could guess some more. I see them at your parties, but that doesn't mean now they know my life story.

Look this isn't gonna work out if you can't trut me. I mean I know this isn't going anywhere past the bedroom, but if trust doesn't happen on the way there then it's just gonna be a mistake between the sheets and you can't make your bed with that. So call me when your room is clean and if you think you can trust me then maybe I'll helpmove some furniture.

Yeah I know you can forget... that's easy for you. I still have to live with knowing that there are still people out there that I don't know who tell people they know me. I don't want to live life with my reputation built on endless lies. Even if character is all that truely matters... no one will want to find out my character if my reputation becomes that scarred...

Yeah.. sure... see you Wednesday. It'll be great...

I'm left thinking about how little I enjoy living in a town where all the people already "Know" who I am. So Today (Yes, today. It is, after all, 4:30ish in the morning.) later I wll send in my transcript and pray I get into this damn college so I can transfer with my little Liberal Arts Associates and leave all these people behind. Even the best one is nothing short of selfish... I'm about to start this over. Let's press play.