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Apr 28, 2005 22:46

i am a hypocrite. a bitch. a confused, quiet, selfish little girl who doesn't know anything. and i'm not being fair ( Read more... )

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mellyfoshelly April 29 2005, 21:18:11 UTC


And we were weird/gay.


And this was "art".


Before our walk to Tyler H.'s house? And the answered the door shirtless? And we just kind of stole Zack? And you and Wes were flirting and play fighting.


Again, your foot! That you liked to rub on me. And I was OCD about feet.


AFTER Hooter's. When Tori was rude.


We used to chill with Zack a lot..


Before that stupid "party" that Jimmy made us go to. And we looked hot, and you made me take a billion pictures.


Sketchy ass car!!


We were dumb as shit and couldn't even take a picture right.


You wanted to be a dragon too.


DO THE MASON!


We always had some gangsta nails.


And drank random coffee drinks or milk.


And always looked weird.


And there was no muffin mix, so we baked cookies. And Frank ate them all and threw up everywhere. And it was gross slash really funny.

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mellyfoshelly April 29 2005, 21:18:41 UTC


Your dad would eat all our muffins. "I'm Quasi Moto!!"


".......MMmmmm, I think I'll take two......" *darts away*


We felt like freaks/hos... but we walked to Blockbuster like that anyways.


We always lip sank, and you had to have a microphone... Even if it was a nail polish teddy bear.


You took a billion pictures of Pip when we met him... Because you thought it was so neat cause he was in a band.


We went to Bright Eyes. And you had to stay at my house... And it was just a huge chaos of tears.


**You aren't really that short!


We cleaned our messes.


Muffins on New Years.


You and Wes.


You Mom yelling at us, because she just loved Wes?

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mellyfoshelly April 29 2005, 21:18:54 UTC


Me and Ross.


The "Gnomb" beer.


We were just retarded.


WTF.


Rossley.


What a fucking face.


Awwies.


Ross gets deep.


And dance, and dance and dance and dance.


MOONUNIT!!


And... the moonMAN.


Sick!


??


Hot.


Hells yeah.


And you could beat people up.


Sometimes, you hopped.


I was a member of the "chubby cheek club" for about a week. And you brought me ice cream with Melissa and I was on drugs.

I still love you Chea.
I remember how you got that infact...
We used to write all these pretty notes to each other.
And I tried to write Chelsea all big and pretty... and I always messed up.
Cause, we were uefjdxckj all the time.
And so I just thought it would be easier to call you Chea and pretend like I meant to do it the whole time.

And the end.

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