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14 September, 2009

I HATE FUCKERS.
Seriously, bitch. I tried being nice. And that's all I could've done. Be the mature and bigger person here. Starting from May you began to be a real pain in the ass. I know you already read my other note. Which was me venting, but I don't care whether you hate me or not anymore. Your opinions means shit to me. And your life is starting to too. Yeah, those nine years of friendship meant nothing. For, you were using, being over judgemental and jealous the whole time. True? I never would've thought that strong friendship would end either. But everything happens for a reason, right? Taking you to the eaton centre on O8 boxing day was a mistake. Like who the fuck, goes into Hollister to steal someones tna pants? Lamee. And promises to share haha. My ass. And then gives it to her 'less fortunate' friend two weeks after.