Months ago this girl was driving me back home from the airport and kept saying “I’m over it!” when referencing things in stories she told during the drive. I commented on the phrase and she noted how its her new thing. Through the context and course of the conversation, I was led to believe that this phrase was unique to this person.
Thus you can imagine my dismay, when later I would come to hear it everywhere. Amongst other sothern california girls, on myspace, on tv.
I was misled. and betrayed.
So naturally I killed the bitch.
No one misses her.