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This will be a very ranty journal.
Names will be ommitted, although I am sure that is will be painfully apparant whom this is directed to. A different line denotes a different person.
When we were talking, you said that you wished that things would go back. So why aren't you around more?
If we are meant to be what you say we are, then where are you? Why have I not heard from you since what happened?
Stop bugging me like hell. Stalker.
Am not sure that apart from depression, we have anything in common.
I can't believe that you told her.. I mean, who would tell her?!
Right love, I know that *everything* means that your life will be disrupted, but at least make a fucking effort. Get over your fucking teenagerness bcause I can't be arsed to deal with you anymore.
What do you think you are doing? You are FUCKING BITCH and I HATE YOU, SLAG! Get the fuck out of my life because I swear that I will murder you soon.
(That goes for 2 people)
If you didn't want kids, why are you a parent?
(Okay, so that one is a bit blatant)
What's with your mind games?
What was that? Bros before hoes? Yeah, fucking right. Practise what you preach.
And YOU. Same thing to you. Chicks before dicks. Learn it. Practise it in your sleep. Whatever.
I know that you don't really love me, and that's okay. You just want attention. You're not prepared to be an actual friend.
I love you but you make it so hard. Everday you always act like that and you must know it's wrong. And it worries me when I think that you actually don't know.
I hate the fact that youre all there. Fuck off. I want everything back the way it was.
You're such a nice person, and I honestly don't think that you realise how bitchy you are being.
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I'm all ranted out. It wasn't a great rant.
Now I'm going to sleep alone and pray that I won't live through the night.