a letter to you and you, also a sad note.

i'm glad you werent there.

 you are a party pooper, you always have been.

 and to one of you: the case was  i was just so enamored by you i didnt care if you pooped my party. so long as you were there, at my party. 

 and the other i just wanted to be someones favorite person, and i dont even think i ever was. 

but, i digress 

 you both are party poopers, and i want to party, and i was so dimmed by your shadow, so im done hanging with the party poopers.  Im tired of sitting in the corner when i want to dance. 

my party will never be pooped again by you or anyone else. 

sorry if i pooped on you're party. by emancipating myself.