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Yeah...so I found out what's going on with Brandon and I. We're on a "break" so in other words, I guess it's over, well, atleast for a bit, because I don't want it to be over, but I'm not sure what his opinion on it all is, since he gets pissed off everytime I start crying, so I don't really get to talk to him. I don't know what to do. I really don't know what to do.
I think he's mad at me because I don't like his friends. Well, I'm sorry, but I don't have to like everyone that I meet. And to top it all off, they were talking shit about me. Last night I attempted to wake Brandon up to ask him something, and I rolled him over and tapped his arm a few times, called his name a few times and tapped him on the chin, but according to Donny, I kicked the shit out of Brandon. Fucking mouthy bastards. And ofcourse Brandon's going to believe them over me, although I've never fucking lied to him.
Oh well. I'm not mad, or pissed off or anything, I'm just really, really, really hurt.
I think he's mad at me because I don't like his friends. Well, I'm sorry, but I don't have to like everyone that I meet. And to top it all off, they were talking shit about me. Last night I attempted to wake Brandon up to ask him something, and I rolled him over and tapped his arm a few times, called his name a few times and tapped him on the chin, but according to Donny, I kicked the shit out of Brandon. Fucking mouthy bastards. And ofcourse Brandon's going to believe them over me, although I've never fucking lied to him.
Oh well. I'm not mad, or pissed off or anything, I'm just really, really, really hurt.