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L d fence15: GET COMFY AND WRITE WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT
L d fence15: YOU'RE ALLOWED
L d fence15: ITS YOU'RE LJ
L d fence15: dont you daaaaare censor it
at this point i am seriously contemplating the effects of telling "the truth". its not that what i might write further down isnt the truth, its just that it may be circling around the truth, "beatin round the bush" cause id rather you people figure it out (that is if you even care) then me tell you, because personally i have never actually "told" anyone cept tighe. everyone else has guessed and ive replied with a simple ":/ yea.." so i mean we'll see what i feel like writing in about oh 2 seconds..
well okay first i dont even know where to begin cause its been so long., but i do know that matt called last night to ChIlL tonight, reggie was at my house last saturday night... and uhh then theres "that other person".
u know i dont even know where to begin once again so um.
lets just discuss "my ex/that other person"
situation: i am home on a saturday night (waiting for R to arrive) when i recieve a text message from my EX who i have recently within the past week decided i AM OVER. and that i will no longer talk to them online/call/text them unless they text me first. so they texted me first so i wasnt breakin a rule.. they say, "wasup wit ya baby girl" or u know somethin around that sort. so i reply and we begin to talk. and then, as always we start fighting.. and next thing you know im tellin "the ex" that i hate them and that ok u know this is irrelevant but okay so then "the ex" proceeded to ask.. "are u with someone" so i wasnt gonna b like "NOPE IM LONELY" so i said "kinda talktin to two people" which i mean is kinda true. so then "the ex" gets mad and is like "why am i even trying theres no point id just be in the way" Bla Bla. so thats when reggie arrived n i left the ex to go chill wit him. he leaves n i call the ex back. and i was oh so sweet and we talked for a while bla bla next thing you know we're tlakin nonstop and now we're together again. well u know what im not gonna be a baby this time. i will not put all my feelings on "my ex" and therefore be sad when we dont talk and happy when we do and blaaadie bla. instead ima STAY PIMPIN n chill with R n M because i dont care about A as much as you may have thought. its all apart of this master plan that i had that finally came true. ima bitch. and i dont feel like writing anymore.