so, you dont call. you don't write. you don't come with me to the mall and buy pink high heels with me. you don't join C and I on a trip to Target, you don't come out to the movies with me, you don't answer your phone, and you don't listen to your voicemail.
this live journal entry that you posted is my only hope that you might be alive.
so since you are alive you just must be MIA, and you haven't called to check in, I just hope I run into you on the street somewhere. I told everyone to keep a lookout, because you must have fallen, hit your head, and acquired amnesia and now are homeless wandering around Union County. but somehow you stumbled into an internet cafe on Bloomfield Ave in Montclair and updated this journal.
i love you, and you are missing out. and i dont wanna hear that you have class, because you don't, and i don't wanna hear that your stomach hurts because last week i drugged you and stole your stomach and sold it on the black market, and i don't wanna hear that you're tired, and i don't wanna hear that you have to babysit--BECAUSE IT'S THE WEEKEND!!!
this live journal entry that you posted is my only hope that you might be alive.
so since you are alive you just must be MIA, and you haven't called to check in, I just hope I run into you on the street somewhere. I told everyone to keep a lookout, because you must have fallen, hit your head, and acquired amnesia and now are homeless wandering around Union County. but somehow you stumbled into an internet cafe on Bloomfield Ave in Montclair and updated this journal.
i love you, and you are missing out. and i dont wanna hear that you have class, because you don't, and i don't wanna hear that your stomach hurts because last week i drugged you and stole your stomach and sold it on the black market, and i don't wanna hear that you're tired, and i don't wanna hear that you have to babysit--BECAUSE IT'S THE WEEKEND!!!
ps. you smell.
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