And your half way to chachigo before good bye is said

I don't know what to do with you, I hope its just a fling thing you do with everyone else. I thought I liked the sweet comments and pictures but now its creepy.

Into the depths of my backpack go your feelings.

I hate you red days like the blisters from 8th grade basketball tryouts that never healed. You make my toe look larger then it is.
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I'm glad you got the memo.

finaly.

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If my father had played one on one instead of softball I'd be a lean mean awesome machineen. Instead stupid thoughts of modern society fill my head as I eat chocolate covered pretzels.

I'm mad. I don't know why.

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I was hardcore about letting you know I didn't like your words. I knew you were right, but I dindn't want to do the right thing. You don't know what its like and I dind't want to go into grave detail in the chance you actualy did.

Do something stupid for once

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I was selfish about the car. To Both of you. I"m sorry that I"m that petty.....I'm sorry I have to rely on you at all.


I'm sorry I din'dt go to bed an hour ago.