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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 5:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 6:12 pm
" All my ex-girlfriends, and girlfriends are bitches -- except for you. You were nice. "
" I give all my ex's another chance. Or three... or four... or five... maybe eight? "
If I was the only nice one -- if all of your ex-girlfriends get eight chances, why haven't I got a single one? ihy.
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 5:01 pm
We broke up that sad day, but i couldn't get over you. I cried to weeks after. Why did you do that for? Why'd you have to break my heart into a million pieces?, ihy
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Posted: Fri Dec 25, 2009 11:41 am
Apparentally, telling someone "Merry Christmas" is"nohtt ckhool". Neither is texting like your hand has tourettes; learn english -- or any other actual language, douche. ihy.
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 11:16 pm
This b***h down the street just moved in (like beginning of school) she is so annoying and i think she tried raping me D: ihy xD
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:33 am
No words can describe how much ihy.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 2:19 pm
We were so close to getting back together. Then you start talking about this girl, and how you dropped two-hundred dollars on a necklace for her, because you love her. A necklace that I helped you choose when we were at the mall together. Ohps. Ohps for thinking you were getting it for me. ******** off, ihy.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 6:20 pm
You always said, 'I love you.' in any way possible. No matter the circumstance. You can't even talk to me now. It's so awkward first off. Then you go off somewhere else. Then talk about '----'. She's your ex? And she lives with you? Oh. Hell. No. There's things you want to do, isn't there? Everything you tell me is a lie. Go on your pony ride, there's no need for you.
ihysfm.
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-Purple_Please_656- Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 5:47 pm
How can you not get how much what you do hurts me? I know I fly off the handle, and yell when I should think about my words first, but I can't stand watching you throw everything away. We had something once, a big sister type friendship bond, but you threw that away.
And I thought, after talking to you, and hearing your plans for New Years, and after an hour of crying so bad that I was sick to my stomach, that ... once you get rid of the poison, shouldn't it get better? Apparently not & i h y for that.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 7:15 pm
Right now, we're talking, and even though you said you'd listen, and think about things, you're refusing to understand. And... it hurts me.
i h y
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