Sunday, February 15, 2009
Friends?
Ok well i dont get my friends sometimes. They pretend to be friends with someone but turn around and talk about them behind their backs, its pathetic. I dont even think we'r all friends at all, just people that are wondering in the same path, calling eachother and talking to eachother. Whats become of this, must stop. Either we go our seprate ways or someone will get hurt, most likely to be me. Im the skinniest and I've had the most boyfriends in the "group". Theres this one girl, Katie*, shes always complainning about something. Either its her bf, or something "bad" thats happening at home. But never about shit that people actually care about. I really dont care about how your boyfriend just called you, or how you want to break up with him because it sounds all the same to me. Sitting at the end of my bed with my dog, as she sleeps in my bed uninvited. I feel like somethings are never going to change with her. She thinks shes the bitch by taking my shit and running with it, its like no actually u just took my iPod and gave it to someone else. Because thats so fucking cool, I'd love to take your phone and snap it in half. But nope, thats not going to happen. Because of you, my life is 10 times worse, your like my parents, I WAS preppy and pretty, but ever since the things that they do, I've became who I am today.
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