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Tuesday, July 1, 2008 - 10:36 PM
......SO
Back to top, baby.
........
I was the happiest I have ever been in a while.

Not a cloud in sight.
I guess I was wrong.
Something IDIOTIC just HAS to FUCK WITH MY LIFE ALL THE TIME.
I should've known when you sent Paula, a GOOD FRIEND, WHOM HAS DONE NOTHING WRONG, such a vulgar, nasty message that you weren't good news for me and my friends. You don't even know her. DON'T fuck with my friends... STOP ASKING EVERYONE IF I AM DATING SOMEONE OR NOT IT'S IRRELEVANT AND IT DOESN'T CONCERN YOU STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME. I HATE THIS SO MUCH.
YOURE STUPIIIIIIIDDD EMAILS OR WHATEVER THAT WOULD MAKE ME FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE... I HATE THEM! THE WAY YOU WOULD WRITE TO ME AS IF I HAD ABUSED YOU OR USED YOU OR WHATEVER... I IGNORED YOU FOR A REASON. HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU NOT CATCH ON AND MAKE MULTIPLE ACCOUNTS TO TALK TO ME? LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONG X98458943859.
I HATE DRAMA. I HATE CREEPERS. I HATE WHEN PEOPLE ABUSE MY KINDNESS. I HATE WHEN PEOPLE TAKE AND TAKE FROM ME AND NEVER GIVE BACK. GO AWAY!!!!!!!!!! I DON'T NEED YOU. NEVER DID. STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM derek zoolander ME! PLEASE. I'M FUCKING ASKING YOU.

you KNOW who you are.
Don't give me some fake ass crap apology, which I first, sincerly believed. AND THEN FUCKING CROSS THE PRIVACY LINE AGAIN. IT CREEPS EVERYONE OUT. PLEASE. ritalin. IT HELPS. You will never gain my trust. GET OVER IT.


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