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why do i even bother? i know that eventually we’re not going to be on a talking basis anymore and that we’ll get sick of each other soon enough. i know that you don’t even consider me a friend, instead i’m just someone to steal from. just do me a favor, and forget me. i never really cared for you anyway. oh and just so you know (not trying to sound so conceited here…) , you’re never going be just like me, you’re never going to be able to do the things that i do. so please stop trying. >.< oh and why do you wear the things you do? are you mental? we can clearly see that your boobs are fake. seriously, get over yourself. you’re a fucking fake. and i don’t see the point in you coming to my house and trying to befriend me… i’m never going to like you. You’re just not my type of person I guess, so please stop.
oh and most of my friends suck, no offense. i only really really truley like about 7 of you. anyways, i don’t see the point in even having that many friends tbh.
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until next time: im drinking vitamin water.