GoFuckYourself.com - Adult Webmaster Forum - Spannow - Front and Center (a message from your good buddy Donny)

Ah, Mark, you had to go delete my love post to you? It used to be post #14 in your "Sacramento Gathering" thread (thread id: 724026).

Let's see if I can re-write it for ya:

I told you that I want it all the drama between us to stop. But it doesn't seem like you want that to happen. I mentioned you today on my blog, but I was relatively nice about it. I only did so because you decided to send a message to me and everyone else via MySpace (see MySpace.com/Spannow . In case he changes it, his title currently reads "Stop Crying Like A Bitch & Kill Yourself Already!" I took a screen shot). But, man, just let it all stop. I'm ready to just let it go but now it seems like you don't want that to happen.

Perhaps you feed off the drama? Is that all that holds you and Belinda together, uniting to "fight" me? I wouldn't doubt it. In fact, that's probably the case. If the Donny drama doesn't keep going, Mark and Belinda have to face the reality of their situation, which really isn't that pretty. The true reality of Belinda and Spannow is that Spannow's family was broken up by his leaving for Belinda. And Belinda left a 6 year relationship for a man who repeatedly cheated on his ex (and by your own words the woman before her as well) and is already RUMORED to be cheating on Belinda as well when he leaves town on business trips.

Of course, that part's just what others (including your ex) told me. When I was talking to her, which has been awhile, she used to tell me all the stuff you'd talk about when you visited. Interesting indeed. The funny thing is that people love to talk behind the backs of others, but they'll never speak to them face to face. I was the only person who was willing to tell Belinda, and you successfully turned that on me, didn't ya?

Good job, man. You're a master manipulator for sure. A MASTER.

The thing is, I've given up talking to people about you. I've given up communicating with your ex (which went on longer than it should and much longer than she'll admit to - good girl). I just want to be done completely with you two, but then you have to go sending me messages with your myspace profile. I have no idea who long it was there before I actually saw it, but once it was pointed out to me I'll admit: it bugs me.

So if that's your point, once again: good job.

If I wasn't a part of your lives anymore there would be no reason to address me with the title of your myspace page. Do you think it's cool or tough? You know people well enough to realize they may yuck it up with you and slap you on the back, but inside they're thinking it's pathetic that you even give me the time of day, much less address me with your blog title.

My friend, get this through your head: I don't envy you. I don't want her back. She was my friend. She was a good one. I miss that. I don't miss, however, the insecurity I felt the last 18 months we were together. I don't miss the emotional hell of watching the girl I loved fall for another man. You won. You're the man now, dog!

Hell, I don't even hate you anymore. I am a bit bitter, yes, but that's fading too.

Again, you won. Congrats. Move on. No need to send me messages with your MySpace page anymore.