yeah, fuck that.

Apr 21, 2005 23:26

TO THE LITTLE SNITCH WHO TELEPHONED MY MOTHER TODAY WITH THE INTENTION OF READING MY (EXPLICIT) LIVEJOURNAL ENTRIES TO HER:

- how fucking mature. i'm pretty sure i know it was YOU & you really need to think about yourself & the things you do, because you've got some serious psychological disorders going on inside of your head. (how come it's OKAY for you to move on & get on with your life normally? yet, you won't allow me or myself to return to any type of normal routine. hmmm.... get over yourself, K? K.)

- & all of this, because i've got a new friend - who's a boy ? c'mon now. you fucking began a new relationship within a week of our own breaking up. i can't even believe how immature/psycho you are.

- nice try to convince my mother that i'm this horrible excuse for a teenager. too bad she believes me over your own. (she knows you are a cheater & cheaters are liars, obviously. duh.)

um,
i have more stuff to say,
but i've got too make a completely new post.

IF YOU'RE GOING TO FUCKING READ MY ELJAY:
don't disrespect my privacy, mother fucker(s).
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