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I came home from school today a little after three, I had a French National Honors Society meeting. Mr. Bernard, my French teacher, gave me back my tape of my French music video. He put it on a DVD and he's using it as an example for student next year.
Anyways, right away I started fighting with my mom. You see, I'm not so mad at the people involved, but rather, I'm fucking pissed off about the shit that they decided to tell my mother. Ok, you guys, I KNOW I'm a bitch, but I've tried to soften and see if there's anything bothering you. But ya know, you guys are "too scared of me to speak up". Yea sweet, so you'll tell my mother all that shit about me, NOT TELL ME, and then my mother now wants to me seek help so that I become a nicer person.
Want to know where you guys fucked up? It's not being honest with me. In all honesty, something you all fucking lack for the record, again, I don't care about the pill shit you told my mom. She was going to find out eventually anyways. I like how it has made you, air, a TOTAL fucking hypocrit though. So, you'll sell all the shit you have to your brothers little friends, but ya know, who gives a shit if they get addicted to it. I feel like all you were looking for was an opportunity to be put up on a fucking pedastal because hey, what else is there?
And to Lyndsey, you know you can come and talk to me about anything. You know that regardless of all my bullshit. But again, you'd rather just confide in my mother, whom you know I really don't care for that much anymore. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my mother, but as far as building a friendship with her, thats out of the question because I feel she's got a pretty skewed view on what a friend is.
So basically, I really want to say fuck you to everyone that couldn't just fucking come to me and talk to me about shit. For the most part, our friendship is over. Sorry. I'm not really ever like this, but you fucking slapped me in the face. I don't even know if i want to associate myself with people who can't even talk to me. But hey, you are guys are so fucking scared of me anyways, it shouldnt even matter to you, ya know?
And I am sorry to the people I hurt, and if you makes you feel any better, you fucked me up too.
ps. thanks for the shirt.
Anyways, right away I started fighting with my mom. You see, I'm not so mad at the people involved, but rather, I'm fucking pissed off about the shit that they decided to tell my mother. Ok, you guys, I KNOW I'm a bitch, but I've tried to soften and see if there's anything bothering you. But ya know, you guys are "too scared of me to speak up". Yea sweet, so you'll tell my mother all that shit about me, NOT TELL ME, and then my mother now wants to me seek help so that I become a nicer person.
Want to know where you guys fucked up? It's not being honest with me. In all honesty, something you all fucking lack for the record, again, I don't care about the pill shit you told my mom. She was going to find out eventually anyways. I like how it has made you, air, a TOTAL fucking hypocrit though. So, you'll sell all the shit you have to your brothers little friends, but ya know, who gives a shit if they get addicted to it. I feel like all you were looking for was an opportunity to be put up on a fucking pedastal because hey, what else is there?
And to Lyndsey, you know you can come and talk to me about anything. You know that regardless of all my bullshit. But again, you'd rather just confide in my mother, whom you know I really don't care for that much anymore. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my mother, but as far as building a friendship with her, thats out of the question because I feel she's got a pretty skewed view on what a friend is.
So basically, I really want to say fuck you to everyone that couldn't just fucking come to me and talk to me about shit. For the most part, our friendship is over. Sorry. I'm not really ever like this, but you fucking slapped me in the face. I don't even know if i want to associate myself with people who can't even talk to me. But hey, you are guys are so fucking scared of me anyways, it shouldnt even matter to you, ya know?
And I am sorry to the people I hurt, and if you makes you feel any better, you fucked me up too.
ps. thanks for the shirt.