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I guess I'm a bit confused. You're like a disease and I'm so vulnerable right now that I can't afford to become so consumed in the superficiality of high school. is that the only way we can interact now? I'm used to mornings of corn pops and chocolate milk, wet red hair and crazy button down shirts. and laughing uncontrollably. Now it's waiting longer than planned and confiscating parts of milk and switching to one crappy song after another on the radio. high school is enough to put me in a bad mood without all the extra let downs. i'm not fucking using you to make me feel better about myself. I do think I'm cooler than you, but it's not even something I take into account after knowing you in 3rd grade. This is silly and I dont have the energy to put up with it. I'm stupid for even making a livejournal entry about it you'll never read and other people will. i'm angry with all the mediocrity mad at me because I dont want to put up with it. get off my back. give me a year of peace and i'll leave your life for good after the summer. just don't be childish, don't be petty. i dont want you to rub off on me, that's why i dont give you the time of day. don't you get it?
and jack, i think my parents like you more than i like you. no, maybe not.
hopefully this is the longest entry i will ever write.
and jack, i think my parents like you more than i like you. no, maybe not.
hopefully this is the longest entry i will ever write.