something that needs to be said.

You annoy me …. simple yet true, you just god damn well annoy the heck out of me and i cant seem to tell you that because i know damn well that your response is going to just annoy the heck out of me too.

So you need to go away, vamoose, dissapear, pack ya bags, on yer bike … find someone else to plagerise history with.  Coz im so freaking done.

Im just done.  So thanks mrs killjoy … thanks for sucking bliss out of my blissful escape.