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Mar 23, 2005 23:55

wow. I am really sorry. I didn't mean to do all of this to you. I'm just a little unsure about things. I hope you understand. Maybe some other time. Just call me whenever, please.

friends only from now on beeoches

not that anyone cares huh?

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from lindz (im too lazy to log in at the moment) anonymous May 18 2005, 01:22:50 UTC
"wow. I am really sorry. I didn't mean to do all of this to you. I'm just a little unsure about things. I hope you understand. Maybe some other time. Just call me whenever, please."

Okay, you really are sorry. And I was too, Ashley. That's why I called and told you so. How am I supposed to UNDERSTAND that you're sorry if you won't just tell me to my face? I didn't (and don't) expect my apology to mean anything to you or make shit any better between us. I just wanted to let you know that I was sorry. I still am. As for "just call me whenever," I did and you told Candice that you'd beat my ass if I called your house again. I hate all this fucking drama, really, I do. I called you a whore because you KNOW Billy likes me and yet you still hit on him. I called you a backstabbing bitch, because I felt betrayed by you when you told me that you were only my friend because you felt sorry for me. Put yourself in my shoes for a second and realize that what you said that day at Dice's house hurt me pretty bad. Sure, I was laughing when you left, but I was crying on the inside because I couldn't believe someone I thought was my friend would do something like that to me. Since I'm so immature and I 'started all this drama by calling you', who ever said that you had to be a bitch right back and carry on all the drama that 'I started'? I knew you'd try and steal Billy from me, I heard from a few people that you said, "I had him, yada yada yada, he's so done with her," so of course I was guna call and say he didn't wanna talk to you anymore. Why don't you try being mature like I am trying to right now and just ignore me like I'm ignoring you, and don't talk shit, like I haven't today (hey gotta start sometime *me I mean.* better today than never) and like I don't plan on doing. I don't want to always have the worry on my mind that one day you'll fuckin explode on me at school or anywhere else for that matter. You and I BOTH don't need it at all.

So again, I'm sorry. (I know you could give a flying fuck less that I am.) But I'm still saying.

Don't talk shit and I won't.

Okay?
-Lindz

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Re: from lindz (im too lazy to log in at the moment) xgigglybitchx May 18 2005, 01:43:13 UTC
Dunno if this was the post I was supposed to reply to or not it was just what popped up when I clicked on the link to your journal you gave me and it sounded like it might be to me.

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