Don't you ever come to Samantha's journal acting all high & mighty: the only thing you are is high if you think you have the room to speak to her like that.
"Get over it"? Bullshit.
You disrespected her. There's nothing to get over. Your slutty self had sex with her boyfriend. In front of her, nonetheless. You worthless piece of shit, then you had the audacity to ask Devon to cuddle. I swear to god, you're only alive right now because she spared your life. You're so godamn lucky. If you had ever done that to me - you wouldn't be wasting this earth's oxygen right now.
You're so pathetic. Who did Devon say goodbye to before he left to FSU? Not you, that's for fucking sure. He never wants to see you again. He wouldn't blink an eye if you died. How does that feel?
1.) She never said you wanted to be her - though it's obvious you were envious of her boyfriend. Unfortunately for you, you're lower than scum to him. It's only for the fact that you don't have enough common sense to want to be like Samantha. Classy, elegant & destined to be successful. Not even in your wildest dreams could you be like her. Common sense isn't so common, hm?
2.) Working hard for money? Is that so? I don't think prostitution counts as a hard job. It comes naturally to sluts like you.
I got some priceless info for you: I go to UCF as well. You stupid bitch, there's always repercussions for your actions.
Something else that might be useful to know - you mess with Samantha - you mess with me.
Enjoy.
Kat