. . . ya treated me a bit like a cigarette butt

                                               Stepped on me crushed me 

    I did not. coquettishlydelivered  trying to make light of the accusation

Actually  Ja

              You knew my feelings towards them both  Spouted it out so gallant    Negligent

Sydney

Met him years before you did

                                 An you were aware of my affection for Bruen

What? A writer, overseas, you never met him would never meet, didn’t communicated with him. What affection?

Oh I don know  Wha possible affection

                                           Coud be not only did I recommend him but I also checked books out of the library by him for you to read

You remember

                  Conveniently forget

I remember.

    Then why the abysmal treatment

I thought you knew.

 

    Thas youre excuse for blundering in

Then after realising you screwed the pooch ya still couldnt muster  not only a condolence but an apology 

I read him  But I didnt know anything about himhis life

How would I know?

    All the more reason to have been cautious

                                                    Sydney

Fuckin incredible when you told me he died

Two weeks after the fact

 

I thought you knew.

    Think If Id have known

                                  Wouldnt I have called you  told you

 

Treated me like a cigarette butt

Fuckin work on your EQ

              

                                 IQ Youre a fanboy   Secondary to EQ

 

1619,  Tuesday,  28  10. 25

1649,  Halloween – reggaefriday,  31  10. 25