In high school my best friend and I used to write each other notes in a notebook. One day I forgot it in a classroom, and some other girls found it and passed it around. It had a lot of personal information, but even worse, they made up lies about what was written in it to try to turn our friends against us. We never got it back despite an ordeal with the guidance counselor and everything. I sometimes wonder what's in there and who has it.
That is so awful =( Sometimes I wonder about people. I mean, I was probably no dream teenager, but at leat I didn't spend each day trying to figure out how to hurt other people.
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Det är ingen fara, telefoner är knäppa ibland. Loves you.
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