Sometime in high school (I forget if it was sophomore or junior year) my bestest best friend ditched out on us. This is to say, she took the high school equivalency test without telling any of us, and one day showed up to each class to get some sort of signoff and basically give us all (her so-called friends) the bird. We thought she liked it there, we thought she liked us. I had to be excused from class and I went and cried in the bathroom until my nose bled, and some senior girl tried to get me to stop, failed, and called the yard duty. They took me to the office and made me lay down in the "crisis room" until I felt better - then sent me home. It took me three years to trust enough again to have a "best friend".
I guess what I'm saying is: I'm sorry you're hurting, and I know it's devastating, and I hope you pull through it and feel better soon. ::hugs::
And, you know, if you want to talk, text me with the silly LJ mobile thing in my profile.
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I guess what I'm saying is: I'm sorry you're hurting, and I know it's devastating, and I hope you pull through it and feel better soon.
::hugs::
And, you know, if you want to talk, text me with the silly LJ mobile thing in my profile.
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i don't know if the drugs are helping, bubba. maybe you just need to take lizzy and go somewhere grassy and beautiful and relax.
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