I hate how i lie to myself. And how much i lie to people. Sometime's i feel that i have to be someone that i'm not, or only talk about a certain genre of music, or have to look a certain way. But i know i don't. My friends love me for who i am and that means so much to me. But all in truth, i hope they know that i'm sorry when i say mean things or when i'm not in the best mood. Everyone has a bad day sometimes...
I know what you mean.Some of my good friends changed and and thought that if they still wanted to like me,I had to be just like them,so I changed.But i relized that if you have good friends,they'll like you no matter what clothes you wear,or the music you'll listen to,but who you are and if you can keep a conversation with them and laugh together. I don't know who you are..but if you want,IM me and tell me who you are: omfg im kayleigh
A story. On halloween. When Travis, Me, You, and Chris hung out at your house. And went trick or treating around your block. And then you and Travis beat up on Chris in the street. Lol it was funny but it was mean at the same time.
A secret. I dont think that I have any from you. Cause I believe that I tell you everything.
A confession. None that I can think of right now. When I think of one I'll tell you.
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A secret. I dont think that I have any from you. Cause I believe that I tell you everything.
A confession. None that I can think of right now. When I think of one I'll tell you.
A fear. Losing you as a friend.
A love. You. But not in a lesbian way lol :).
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A secret- i would like to be friends with you
A confession-nothing to confess
A fear- hieghts
Why do you hate me? You were told by one of your friends that I was a jerk, but you didnt even get my side of the story.
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