kevin dearie... don't keep fucking with me, let's get over this shit now. PLEASE!!!!
firstly, kevin don't base how you are feeling about things with me based on my comments. the one about the phone calls wasn't even directed towards you, it should be no sweat off your balls. and second one, you change your tune because i was nice and trying to give you advice. you really don't know me, you never really did, only enough to know i am a bitch, and you definitely don't know me at all now. i am not the same person i was when you lived here. i don't give two shits about this whole 'internet fighting' that it has once again come to, other than the fact that i felt i needed to get these last words off my chest. after this, i don't care. talk shit about me and hate me for the rest of your life. i live care free and stress free as much as possible, and i don't want drama. next, i doubt, highly doubt that justin is afraid of you. and i know that he doesn't hide behind the internet from you, when he doesn't have it. i have been to his house, there is no fucking computer or any other internet accessible thing there. so, if there is any internet usage by him, it is not at his house. and for once, i stayed out of everyone's business and kept to myself.and who didn't, you did. so ha!... yep, fuck off. thank you, gretchen.