Here's the thing: we started off friends. It was cool but it was all pretend.
yesterday = i have some of the greatest friends ever. por ejemplo:
myheartslearning: ill fuckin chop his balls off
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myheartslearning: ill fight him
dollhouseromance: fuck that I'LL fight him
dollhouseromance: and fuck him up good and proper
myheartslearning: we, together as one, will fight him within an inch of his two timing, mother fucking life
dollhouseromance: ahaha
dollhouseromance: oh just call your dad and have him hook it up mob style
myheartslearning: make him sleep with the fishes
y
ashley: how are you doing sweetheart?
me: eh, shitty. but whatever, i'm not shocked.
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ashley: well you know what comes around goes around, motherfucker.
me: haha fuck yeah it does. it'd be funny if he got something terrible.
ashley: yeah like if he got ditched and was like "shit, i have gonherra."
me: mmmhmm, wake up on valentine's day with v.d.
ashley. hahah v.d. on v.d. ! ahaha
me: yeah i kind of hope he's like oozing something unnatural and has gaping red sores in places they shouldn't be.
ashley: mmm... hot.
today, despite the fact that i'm a complete dumbass and fucked up my film when i developed it so it all came out black, i really enjoyed the little photo shoot kc, ashley, and i had second period; i like pulling people out of class so i can take pictures of them, especially when i get to work with filters because they're tight. saturday will be fun; if you want to be included for the very early morning beach drive/ seventeen mile drive photo shoot with color film and fun filters, call me; we're going to breakfast after and yeah, it's going to be off the hook. i just drank like an entire quart of soymilk. mmm so good. yesterday my dad was really nice to me because i wa slike crying all day: he bought me a whole case of soymilk at costco and kept asking me what was wrong but i told him i didn't want to talk about it. there as a really cute boy at costco completely checking me out despite my tear-streaks/redness; it was kind of flattering. today is too pretty to waste inside; i'm taking my typerwriter outside and i'm going to write or something. people should call me because i'm still kind of under the weather and things haven't been that great this week.
myheartslearning: ill fuckin chop his balls off
...
myheartslearning: ill fight him
dollhouseromance: fuck that I'LL fight him
dollhouseromance: and fuck him up good and proper
myheartslearning: we, together as one, will fight him within an inch of his two timing, mother fucking life
dollhouseromance: ahaha
dollhouseromance: oh just call your dad and have him hook it up mob style
myheartslearning: make him sleep with the fishes
y
ashley: how are you doing sweetheart?
me: eh, shitty. but whatever, i'm not shocked.
...
ashley: well you know what comes around goes around, motherfucker.
me: haha fuck yeah it does. it'd be funny if he got something terrible.
ashley: yeah like if he got ditched and was like "shit, i have gonherra."
me: mmmhmm, wake up on valentine's day with v.d.
ashley. hahah v.d. on v.d. ! ahaha
me: yeah i kind of hope he's like oozing something unnatural and has gaping red sores in places they shouldn't be.
ashley: mmm... hot.
today, despite the fact that i'm a complete dumbass and fucked up my film when i developed it so it all came out black, i really enjoyed the little photo shoot kc, ashley, and i had second period; i like pulling people out of class so i can take pictures of them, especially when i get to work with filters because they're tight. saturday will be fun; if you want to be included for the very early morning beach drive/ seventeen mile drive photo shoot with color film and fun filters, call me; we're going to breakfast after and yeah, it's going to be off the hook. i just drank like an entire quart of soymilk. mmm so good. yesterday my dad was really nice to me because i wa slike crying all day: he bought me a whole case of soymilk at costco and kept asking me what was wrong but i told him i didn't want to talk about it. there as a really cute boy at costco completely checking me out despite my tear-streaks/redness; it was kind of flattering. today is too pretty to waste inside; i'm taking my typerwriter outside and i'm going to write or something. people should call me because i'm still kind of under the weather and things haven't been that great this week.