A friendship is often more important than a passionat romance Friends are the greatest. If they re good friends then you can never lose them and i thank all of them for that. today started out like a normal day, rainy, sad, and dull. Then later that night maybe about midnight I got some bad news about my girlfriend. She told me that my girlfriend bri wanted to break up with me to go out with one of my best friends Steve. I fliped I left went down to where my cousin ( I dont even conceter him that any more hes more then that to me)and my other best friend steve were sitting. "give me a ciggirette" and i told them the great news. Thank God for them. We all went for a walk and ended up destroying shit. It was great fun. I ended up feeling alot better, at least untill i came home and Bri was on aol. I felt tears. I missed that feeling. I havent cried for two years since my aunt died. I lost myself. I hate that feeling if you know what i mean. I burried myself alive. I reuend something I loved. I dont want to hate her for it, but i want to so damn bad. A month ago i asked god to put infront of me some trials and tribulations to test myself. "god i did nt mean this!" She meant so much to me. She was all i ever had and i lost her to my best friend, the same best friend that makes me feel better every time hes around. "Im sorry bri. If i could change anything I would change me. NOt you not the situation me. I hate myself for you." This has become a game for every women that walks the earth. A cycle endless cycle. I would love to be someone that girls fall in love with and dont change their minds about. I loved to be the one that breaks the hearts instead of having his heart broken.
A friendship is often more important than a passionat romance
Friends are the greatest. If they re good friends then you can never lose them and i thank all of them for that. today started out like a normal day, rainy, sad, and dull. Then later that night maybe about midnight I got some bad news about my girlfriend. She told me that my girlfriend bri wanted to break up with me to go out with one of my best friends Steve. I fliped I left went down to where my cousin ( I dont even conceter him that any more hes more then that to me)and my other best friend steve were sitting. "give me a ciggirette" and i told them the great news. Thank God for them. We all went for a walk and ended up destroying shit. It was great fun. I ended up feeling alot better, at least untill i came home and Bri was on aol. I felt tears. I missed that feeling. I havent cried for two years since my aunt died. I lost myself. I hate that feeling if you know what i mean. I burried myself alive. I reuend something I loved. I dont want to hate her for it, but i want to so damn bad. A month ago i asked god to put infront of me some trials and tribulations to test myself. "god i did nt mean this!" She meant so much to me. She was all i ever had and i lost her to my best friend, the same best friend that makes me feel better every time hes around. "Im sorry bri. If i could change anything I would change me. NOt you not the situation me. I hate myself for you." This has become a game for every women that walks the earth. A cycle endless cycle. I would love to be someone that girls fall in love with and dont change their minds about. I loved to be the one that breaks the hearts instead of having his heart broken.
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Nickoli Little
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