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~*~ wow haven't been on here in a while. well not much to say. school sucks. i got all easy classes which is ok. um yeah pat and i are talking so good. well g2g. sorry so short. ~*~
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[11 Jun 2004|08:43pm] |
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~*~ katie its ok. i understand. well ne ways it's just sometimes i feel like a repeto-gurl. and sometimes when my life is doind great. ya know im just hangin w/ my friends laughing, i want to say "you lied to me. you betrade me." and i don't know why. i almost did it today when i was takein michelle home. well i also found out that a person likes me. i guess im not really sure how to act. it's not like he asked me or is going to ask me out. so i don't know why i get so work up over shit like this. ummm yeah i have no idea what i'll say. ya know i won't even think about it untill it happens, if it happens that is. well i had that drivers ed exam today. not as fun as it sounds. umm the 1st few days of summer has sucked major ass. and well thats about it. well g2g hope ya have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. TTFN~*~
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~*~ well i guess one plus this month was that i haven't hurt myself. a down side is that internally i've hurt myself. you see i'm one of those ppl who don't care. but when i look at not careing it's not fun. to some you may wish you could just not care, but don't. i wish i could care. about anything love pain. i just need something. i don't even care about grades. and honestly i don't care if i don't have a boyf. i think that i just need the booty. i mean haven't gotten any since december. i just want someone to hurt me. ya know make me cry make me hurt, but most of all just make me feel. all my thoughts are filled w/ emptyness. a nothing that is getting harder and harder to fill. you see a started to stop careing in 8th grade and now i wish i hadn't. what i'm saying is if you love me you'll hurt me. b/cs it hurts not hurting. i need to cry i need to just......feel. i would love to talk to someone anyone but i feel like in a world now adays ppl themselves have stopped careing. i'd talk to my bf but i feel that she's tired of hearing my self ranting. i feel like i bother ppl when i talk about this. so i do it on here. ya don't have to read it if ya don't want to. so please if you love me hurt me. and hurt me deep. any way you can. go for my weaknesses, you should know what they are. love ya. hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. TTFN ~*~
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~*~ yall need to just chill before things get said and feelings get hurt. now im not saying that i agree or disagree w/any of you b/c most of you know how i feel about some ppl. look this is to both katie's. you flirt too damn much. and if that's you being you than i can respect that. but if you're just doing it b/c, than don't bother talking to me. this is to Megan and michelle. yall i know how it feels to see ppl holding hands and loving on each other. it almost makes you want to kill them. but hopefully thing will get better. this is for michellle. don't ever get rid of that wanting feeling you have for him. hold on to it b/c you don't want to end up like me. ya know someone who just stops careing. please promise me you'll keep that. n-e ways nock it off before i have to beat your asses not only in cyber space, but in reality too. well g2g. hope yall have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. TTFN~*~
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~*~ have you ever just felt trapped? like someone had their hands around your neck or something? that's what i feel like. i know i want something more but i'm stuck. i want what Kirsten has. she atleast has feelings for him and doesn't want him to go. i want what my sister has. i want that pit in my stomach when i haven't seen him. even if it's only been 1 day. i want to be in someones arms. but most of all i just want to stop wanting. hurting myself and wishing. i need someone. i have all these hopes and dreams that not even my bf knows about. i think that if i say them to someone, anyone even her that they'll laugh. i know i shouldn't care. and there is a lot of things that i just don't care about, but for some reason i care about this. ok enough w/ the sad time to make w/ the happy, that is if i were actually getting any. umm schools almost out! only 3 more of the old HHS. ummm goin shoppin this weekend. uh that's about it i mean no boy-toy of my own so hey there's nothing to talk about. well g2g. hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. TTFN~*~
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[02 Jun 2004|09:29pm] |
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~*~ wow i have had a lot to do. i started drivers ed. the one time when we had the 4 day weekend i worked on that moive script, and i've been studying for exams. i think i'm going to fail my computer and math ones. but hey what can you do? and the senoirs are gone. so sad. i'm kinda mad b/c ben and i just started talking. but what can you do. i saw TROY. i like Brad Pitt's ass. that was nice. well a giant pluse of this month is that i haven't cut myselef. last month was the worst of it and i don't know why. look meg. this is a warning. DO NOT READ. i cut my self more than a few times last month but everyones just too blind to see it or just doesn't want to edmite to seeing it. oh well guess they can't do anything now. well this summers gonna be a blast. note the sarcasim i'm using. oh well i hope everyone has a nice summer. well g2g. hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. TTFN~*~
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~*~ well like they said this was a bad weekend. and so far a bad week. i don't know what to say. i start drivers ed 2morrow. fun. i got a new CD is by this awsome band called Ghost Of The Robot. well that's about it peace out.~*~
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~*~ well this weekend kinda sucked. the only thing that was good was the party i went to on friday. you see i had a Szakal wedding to go to. being w/ the szakal's is never fun. it's like they have some unwriten rule that you jave to be misrable when you are around them. it was my uncle danny who was getting married. he use to be my fav. uncle on that side, but i heard what he did to my aunt nancy and now he's not even on the radar. then my little brother and i sat around like idiots bc we didn't know anyone there. are uncles were there, and some cozins. but they weren't our age. the only cozins i like are caroline and john, but caroline is like 29 and john is 24. the last time i saw them was about 5 years ago. so that sucks and they never remember me. the only thing good was that people were too drunk to remember where they put their drinks so no matter who's it was i drank it, the night got better after a few of those. jeff didn't go and shell didn't either, so we had no one. i would've said coming home was great, but it wasn't. i had one of those feelings again. ya know the ones that my friends say i can talk about to them but they just don't wanna hear it. well then my dad said " i'm gonna smack you across the face" the only thing i thought was " do it cause that would bring my nothing but joy. i would call the police and have myself a party." well i g2g. hope you had fun on your sunny side of the crayon box~*~
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~*~ well i really don't know what to say. this guy named ben keeps putting comments on my page. it's ok he's cool. even though he don't know me. he is a friend of one of my good friends, katies so that's cool. and he may or may not know my brother and sister so bonus. well i don't know what else to say so.....i hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. tootles.~*~
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~*~ ya know some people need to stop pussy footin around and just talk to me about something. a person who shall remain nameless cough (anna) need to say things to my face and stop posting comments on the internet. oh by the way do you even know how easy it is to be a good girl and look at some one and then just flat out lie to them. oh yeah. we you told Mr. Kent (if you really did) i had to go to see Yoda. she asked me if i had ever thought about killing myself and i told her no. guess what. She BELIEVED ME. and by the way i do have problems but they're not yours so back off. god i mean i don't really need the whole world to know. if i wanted them to i think that me and my big mouth are perfectly capable of doing so. and if you really knew me (which you clearly don't) you would know that if you really want to piss me off you would say that i'm too young to understand. ya know what i understand a lot. i understand more than you do. and i know that cutting is an addictive disease that less than 35% die from so don't tell me that i'm too young to understand. i also UNDERSTAND that I'M more mature than you bc i would at least leave my name, or even have some talk to me like Megan. but ya know what i never knew you. the only time i ever hear your name is when meg's talking about ya. shelly or jeff don't ever say it. so screw you. oh and i do know who you are and i still think that you are a lame ass person. damn. i'm so glad that i won't really have to talk to you any more. and i'm so sick of pretending. oh your hair's cute, oh you look nice. blah blah blah. man i heard myself and all i could think of was will you just shut up. well once again SCREW YOU. g2g hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. Tootles
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[24 Apr 2004|02:21pm] |
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~*~ ok well you should know that i like drama. but you should also know that i hate people who pretend to be "concerned older friends." they thins they know shit about me bc they read some "live journal" that is full of things that i may wish and want to do. i've never cut my self. And if you are a friend you'd talk to me about it just like the rest have. i lie on the internet. you kind have to bc you don't know who's reading. it's not my problem if someone thinks some thing. that's why this is my last public Journal. if you want to read the rest you need to talk to me bc i'm tried of people with their high-and-mighty bull shit. thing they can believe EVERYTHING they read. well here's a news update for them,......ya can't! that's why friends talk it out. that's the only thing thats buggin me. so whatever. you guys have been great and i'm truly sorry this lame ass person did this thing so i'm signin off. I Hope You Have Fun On Your Sunny side Of The Crayon Box. TTFN~*~
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~*~ well this morning i went to the principal and told him that i had a problem. he wanted a list of who i wanted in the office and what they had to do with it, plus a description of what was going on. so i did and he said he'd do what he could. so i waited all day and then at the end of 5th hour Michelle and Megan came to get me. when we got to the office they told us to go and get a pass from our 6th hour teacher, and larson (gym) was being bitchy. 1st she wouldn't let us go, then she'd only let me, then she let me go and see what was going on and if i/they need Michelle and laura. so i went down there and went back to gym and told her that we did need them. so through this whole thing of walking through the halls i felt like i was being sentenced to death. then we finally got to the room and started to talk and everything hit me like a 2-ton mack truck. for ex: i said something to my #1 BF and she said "i bet you don't know that i have a boyfriend" wow ok push the knife in a little deeper and twist it. thank you! it felt like they were ganging up on me cause all i heard was "cathy we", "cathy i." well 6th hour flew by like nothing happened and we had to get another pass from our 7th hour teacher. well during that hour people were just crying(not saying they didn't before) ne who those 2 hours felt like a fast 30mins. i remember bits and pieces like "your concede" and "your intimidating to talk to", or my fav. "even though you're my best friend i can't talk to you." well i don't remember what i said exactly but Michelle just got up and walked away. katie s. followed and so did i, she's my bf and it's my fault. so we're out in the hall and she says "you don't understand" i say "you're right i don't understand how my BF could do something like that. i don't understand why, and i don't understand why you can't talk to me." well then the conc. came out and gave us a room were i just cryed like i am now. well maybe worse than i am now. all i remember i Michelle's hand on my back saying something i wish i could remember what but it's all a blur it happend too fast. the counc. said that she wants to see her and I 2 marrow. i don't know if together or apart. and i don't know what to feel. it's like hale of me wants to forgive em' all, but the other part is telling me to tell them to piss off and never talk to me again. it's like the 2 sides are fighting = and i don't know who will win. oh and i wanted to say that if ne 1 reads these newer journals and there's something bad in it about you don't even listen to it cuase i was really pissed off. speaking of. they lied to my face. most of them, kate S told the truth, megan had Balls, but Michelle and Kaite J lied to my face but hey i'm just gonna have to wait this out. not talk to them for awhile and see what happends how this works out. i'm still haveing my party bc maybe it'll help ya know, get me laughin'. oh David did the sweetest thing. he called me today to see how i was bc his brother Sam told him kinda what happend. he wanted to know how i was and he thought that i just needed someone else to talk to. he was sweet. well that's about all i have to say except i started this poem that i hope i'll finish within afew weeks. it goes " we were once friends, weren't we?; or was that just a marja on the screen; did we use to laugh and play our child hood away?; or was that just a dream?; i used to love you like a sister; but now i just want to scream; i'm workin on it. well g2g hope YOU have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. TTFN~*~
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~*~ well we didn't work it out. & we had some kinda of poem battle. well i wrote to her yesterday & she wrote this back" i love your poem here's one from me: your still my friend and you need to understand; that what you thought you knew; you don't even have a clue;"we" wanted you to know; the way you let your feelings show; you think your the only one w/ problems; you never ask me; and look how kelsey turned out to be; have you even stopped to ask; why she is the way she is?; i remember at one time you were her friend; god this madness needs to end; you wouldn't even listen or understand; i'm just going to turn and walk away; we don't hate you we never did; but now i guess this has to end; and pretend that you were never my best friend. If you think you have problems look around!" okay what the hell. comparing me to kelsey? she don't know shit about me so i wrote her back and it went something like this " love the poem, and I understand now! the clouds have parted, i see the light! NOT! i'm not as naive as you; i'm a drama queen yes it's true; before you run your mouth you better think things through; peoples got their problems i'm not denying they do; look into my past see what i saw; feel what i felt; do what i did; be who i am' i don't care if i'm annoying; some people find me quite adoring' people got pain & people got feelings; if you don't talk to me how can i help w/ the healing; i don't care if people hate me; it's taken me 15 years but i'm finally free: after band lets talk" well then i was talking to a good friend that i can trust and she told me that her bf said that megan was trying to get her to write something down, but she wouldn't. she also said that my BF the one who i've told every thing to and love every thing about her and would never dream of writing a list about wrote some things on "the list" but i didn't want to jump to conclusions. then i went to lunch and then a class. but after that class i got this " you need to understand i'm your friend and i'm trying to help you. i was trying to talk to you about it but all you did was walk away. what would you have wanted me to do, not tell you at all? (yes, you wrote it) i wanted to be honest w/ you, friends should talk and be honest to each other. (you want honest ok you smell really bad) it's frustrating when the other person doesn't listen or understand. people have told me that you say things that you don't think hurt them, but they do. i don't want you to be mad and i don't want you hurting yourself anymore. (well i don't think cutting myself hurt, hell i didn't even break the skin) you may not know it but i do care about you. and other people care about you. your also not the only one who hates themselves (i'm blond not stupid) at least your not a giant. LOL. nobody's perfect. to you i'm not your friend but to me i'm trying my hardest to be yours. you may hate me forever but to me you are still my friend. (didn't she just say we weren't in the last note?) i hope you'll understand. i'll talk to you later if you let me." then i had gym so i was talking to Michelle and i said " if i find out who helped write that list even if it was one thing, i'm beatin the sh** out of em' then i'm never talking to them again" wow you should of seen the look on her face. it looked worried. so i went to talk to that girl who's BF told me that they tried to get her to write something. ne ways i asked her who wrote "the list" and she wouldn't tell me. in band i go up to her and say as nice as i can at this point "you got this window to talk to me choose your word carefully" well she just walked away. i got on the bus and started to talk to olivia. she told me megan said i have an attitude problem and some other things. then she said that she heard that Michelle was writing stuff too. oh and that megan was gonna take me to the councilors office bc 7 people tried to talk to me about it, but i keep walking away. well 2 marrow i'm goin to the office and we're gonna talk, a big group of us. hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box TTFN~*~
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~*~ well my best friend thought it would just be so cool to write a list about all the thing they hate about me. notice i say they but friend is singular. well i only know of one not-so-much-friend who wrote it. well heres how the story goes. we start to walk to band class. nothing odd there. then out of no where she says w/ a smile on her face, "there's something i need to tell you, don't get mad" well im think someones datin someone, don't know why i'd get mad but okay i'll go with it " i thought it was better that you hered about it instead of finding out and seeing it, everybody wrote a list of the thing they hate about you" wow ok f*** you B**** screw you too. well i didn't say that though even though i wish i did. i just walked away and i hear "that's what i'm talking about" we get to class and she starts talking to katie so i walk up to her and say "what it's not enough that i hate myself" and flash a little scar. she says "it's your choice" "what my choice that i hate myself" blah blah i come home write a poem which goes"you used to be my best friend or so i thought and now i'm haunted by "the list" to which just ended this 4 year friendship you told me "we wrote the list" as i sit here and wonder "we who"? "we" my best friend the one who's been there for me the one who i've gotten in to a grand total of one fight with god those words that hurt me so "we" "all" "hate" why me? what did i do? i was just me and i can't help that i don't even like me you made my worst fears come true "they" hate me just as i hate me and now i hate you," then i wrote this" friendship last forever never does it die real friends stay together and NEVER MAKE LAME ASS LIST! your friend @ heart cathy" and i'm giving it to her 2marrow wish me luck. hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box TTFN~*~
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~*~ well to day my mother and others played my fav. game. "LETS SPOT THE MISTAKES" well my and my mom went to this overview of the "winterguard." some of my friends are in it, including my best friend. well i quite like after the 2nd practice. i didn't like the music. n-e ways i hate how they rub it in my face. "oh we won 1st at states" way to go. im glad for you. "oh aren't you sad, see what you missed out on?" you know what SCREW YOU. it was my choice i chose. god some people. well its the same w/band. you see if i wanna do what i wanna do then there's no room in my sched. for band. plus i hate it sooo much. ok and i have this friend that i like and i don't know. my horoscope said something like "love is in the air" i feel so bad sometimes though. i feel like i have these really good friend, but that i suck as one. i've just been feeling really crappy lately. it's like i wanna cry, but i can't. even right now as i'm typing this. i want to, i can feel it, but there's nothing. i think i just need a really good make-out session. oh! we had this guess speaker 2day. he said he was there to "tell us the truth about SEX, DRUGS, VIOLENCE, and SUICIDE." well the whole way through i was bored out of my mind. but when we got out of it, and went back to our lockers, i said something to my friends joey and lindsey. they he goes "i didn't know that you had one." he was referring to the scar on my wrist. then he said "i'm glad you didn't cause i would miss you." i kinda brushed that statement off my shoulder and said "yeah i did it over winter break, and when we got back i broke up w/Pat." ya know it feels like i live in this deep ass hole and i can't seem to get out. everyday it gets deeper and everyday i try so hard to claw my way out, but i just can't seem to. oh goddess i don't know what to do, and i really need some help. so if you read ne of this give me your advice. well i hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. TTFN~*~
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~*~ ok i just wanna get this off chest. i'm 14 years old, soon 15 @the end of this month. and i don't do too well w/long vacation even if i want them. my school just got done w/ our spring break. i did it again. i didn't mean to but i just did. a few years ago my dad got me a knife. pretty little silver thing. well i was sitting in my room and i was just looking at it. it was like it was mocking me or something. so i picked it up and did it again. right in the same spot. i think too much on breaks. they're not good for me. i shouldn't be left alone. well i started to write a story based on me and my life but it sucked so i'm just gonna tell it right here and right now.~*~
~*~ it started last year when my older bro was dating this cool chick named laura. she was wiccan. well she was like a sister to me. no i think she was more than that bc my sis and i would never be able to talk about the stuff that she and i talked about. it was mostly about life. she told me somethings that happened to her that were just horrible. well she then told me that after what had happend her best friend, who was wiccan, helped her showed her what it was about. she did the same for me. you see i don't think that i ever believed that you-know-who was real. i was once told "you don't chose what you believe, but they chose you" the irony is that i believe that htis statment is true. i can't help it that i am what i am and some i wish i could be different. not just my religon but me. the whole me. i hate myself. and i think that you would to if you lived in my house. if you met that rest of my family, you would know what im talking about. im consently being torn down and there is no one there to rebuild me. i just hate being me. everyone thinks that im this good girl. well they see it this way im a good bad girl, but im a bad good girl if that makes any sense at all. my father the root of all the hate that i have in my life. my mother, nice but she's like the old kings of england, if you aren't their religon then you should be put to death. i think that she had a little heart attach when i said that i wanted to go and see The Passions. she nearly peed herself w/joy. well ne ways im just so lost and i know some of my so called friends make fun of my beliefs (kirsten, laura some others) i know that i shouldn't let them get to me but they do they get so far under my skin. i should go now but i'll finish the rest next time.~*~ i hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box TTFN~*~
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~*~ sry i haven't been on in awhile. there hasnt been much goin on whitch is good bc my internet has been down. one of my friends mas this funny power point presentation about the "Sasquatch". it is put to the tune of sponge bob square pants & it goes who lives in a cave (there's a pic of a cave) & stands when she pees (pic of a toilet) sasquatch plate-hands (theres a sas. with plates for hands) when she sees jimbo (pic of a really ripped chest) she gets down on her knees (pic of JFs prayin) sasquatch plate-hands (same pic of a sas with plates for hands). it was really funny. the best thing was that when she came to school she just got her hair dyed so now you can't tell where her hair starts & where it stops. plus she has a nasty tounge ring. i think that i kinda like this guy @ school but im not sure. its like i kinda want a bf but at the same time i don't. its like i want a "serious" relationship but i don't. i broke up with my last 2 bfs bc they were too clingy. pluse its not fun if you don't get to whip em' yourself. well my mom and dad are downstairs saying somthing like "whats so depresing about being a kid" & "what do the have to be depresed about how can they be so depresed to comit suicid". when im sitting up here with a scar across my wrist they haven't seemed to notice eventhough i've had it since december. oh well g2g hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. TTFN Tootles ~*~
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~*~sry i havent written in a bit ive ment to but ive been soo tired when i get home. well thursday i found out that "sasquatch" called the police and now the school is doin random cheack on mlive. a few people got in troble for it. im glad they did know that i posted things on there. my fav on there was the one about her havin a hariy 3rd nipple on her back. she pisses me off soo much. she so stuck on her self & no one in the town likes her. she'll pretend to be your friend & then she'll talk about you behind your back. oh well what can you do. n-e ways yesterday i had an all day band fest. we got a 2 overall (good) & a 1 in sight reading (great) then when we got back to school we had a pep assembly, so the band kids had no school. the ting that sucked was that we had to be at the school at 6:45 am & the bus didnt leave until 8:00 am. well i went to the game & hartford won so we have to play another school on tuesday. not only that but we have another band thing tuesday. monday i have a math test but it shouldnt be that hard. yesterday after the game i went to my friends house & we watched some Buffy outakes. they were f-u-n-n-y. then we watched some Angle outakes. the david guy has a bad mouth. oh well i guess theres notin else to talk about so i hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. TTFN~*~
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~*~ well nothins been goin on in the tiny town of hartford. at least not for me. i don't have a bf so nothin to say in that department. oh i did start a new painting. i think it's a unicorn, but im not too sure. well there is some fightin happenin at the school. but its not verbal or physical but its over the internet. its at this web site www.mlive.com. look under the word hartford or "sasquatch". they're pretty funny. like one says something about her having a 3rd nipple & it was hairy & its was on her back. her come back was something like "yeah you keep thinkin that" or somethin like that. she thinks that shes the greatest thing that happened to this town since migrant workers. shes all like "im the best" "no holes in the defense bc of me" "im sooo hot & all the guys want me" translation "i suck big monkey balls" "big gaping holes in the defense all bc of me" " im soooo fat & no ones my friend & guys only want me cause im a huge slut." yup that sounds right for her. the hole town hates her & shes sooo bloody stupid i swear if she gets any dumber ill scream (& not for ICE Cream) lol j/k he he he well i just don't know what to say n-e more. not that i knew what to say when i got on here. oh i started some more poems. thats always good. right? well if not oh well SCREW YOU then. WeLl G2G hOpE tHaT yOu HaVe FuN oN yOuR sUnNy SiDe Of ThE CrAyOn BoX. tOoTlES
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[01 Mar 2004|04:11pm] |
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~*~ well like i said i had a party on friday. it was fun. so what if i like poles it's no big thing. it's not as bad as it sounds. my friend who threw the party has 2 poles in her basement & the 1st year i was there i spun on them so this time i got on there & did a little more than that. i even got the boys to do it. let me tell ya that was funny. then we kinda dressed them up like girls. one of them looked really hot, skanky, but hot. well then we got to talkin & it was about simple things (who do you like) then i got very interesting. n-e ways 1 of the guys said to me today that i would be good @ sex. when i asked him why he said bc i was small, strong, & i would use whips & be like get down there b****. well i may talk like i like it kinky but i don't think that i would. (if you didn't know i haven't had sex) no one in my "horse group" has. as a matter of fact i used to be the slut until 2 other people started to come. well even then i still am compared to "the group" yeah being on 2nd base is real slutty. well n-e who i kinda like this guy, but even if he asks me out, which he won't im gonna say no. he's a nice guy & all but im just tired of going out with stupid guys. so yeah i don't know what else to say. oh yeah about the hole sex thing i kinda wanna just do it to just get it over with. everyone says "it's something special" or "you should wait until you find the right person" oh yeah the right person here in hickford right. well i don't care im too young to be thinking about that kinda thing. well i hope you have fun on your sunny side of the crayon box. TaTaForNow~*~
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