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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, 21:18:41 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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