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| You didn't care. Stop saying you do. You left me for my best friend. Can you balme me for not trusting you?
Now we can't be firends? because it hurts to much? I don't belive you. Not in the least bit way. I doubt you even wanted to be my friend. I was your toy, and now that I'm broken, you don't want ot play. Jesus, I sound like a fucking girl.
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| The car stopped as we pulled up. I bursted into laughter, as Ben said
this was going to suck. I smiled, looking at all the rich kids in their
abercrombie and hollister. Me and ben didn't belong at this party. But
hell, we were invited, so we went. We stood out side for 2 minutes, me
and ben only talknig to each othe rand all, and ashley. EVentually we
went inside. Ben and I were on our knees, dying form teh loud beats of
the fucked rap music. A few mintues went by, and a Girl, 14 years of
age walked in. She wore converse, and had eyeliner. That was all I
needed. I felt a littl emore inplace. Ben adn I went inside the tv room
and watched some wrestling. This went on for awhile. Then we went out
back. They girl with the converese ended up becoming the main hang out
post. Her name was Taylor, but she was really sweet...well...kinda.
She kicked ass, althoguh she thoguht her style of music was good. It
wasn't rap, but it wasn't very good. Either way, Ben and I hung around
her for awhile.Infact, for the rest of the party. It was fun, and I
liked talking to her. I did, however, saw Ahley, Kasey, Ally, and Katie. | | |
| Has it been awhile SInce i made one of these. everyone LIkes Myspace now...Well guess what bitches. I have a Xanga, Myspace, LiveJournal, Blogspot, Email, AIm, Yim, Msn, and others. I'm ahead of everyone. Bitch.
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