I'm never going grocery shopping at Winn Dixie ever again. Vinnie works there; apparently I forgot that. I should be thinking something like, "I'm not gonna let that stupid mother-fucking son of a bitch ruin and restrain my life." Instead, I'm thinking, "I'm never fucking going to Winn Dixie ever again." Normally I wouldn't have a problem seeing
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In my nicest voice possible;
WHATEVER YOU HAVE DONE TO EACHOTHER (Meanings there have been hurt feelings on BOTH SIDES and neither is in more or less pain then the other.) IS NOT THE WORST THING ANY OTHER PERSON WILL DO TO YOU IN YOUR LIFE. IT'S TIME TO STOP NOW.
This is making me sick, and making Charmaine sick. I (And likely Charamine) am sick of hearing about it, and it is obviously making you sick as well, and probabley Vinnie, too. There is enough sickness going around without this. Frankly, I certainly do not need to be ANY sicker.
It can be HEATHILLY assumed that nobody is going anywhere but Mandarin, and this cannot continue until we all graduate, because... Well, because.
I am your friend. I am Vinnie's friend. I adore you both. We are teenagers, and therefore stupid and hormonal, and 5 years from now when we are making drunk prank phone calls to eachother, we shall all recount how retarded we were in highschool.
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I also think I'm still five years old and can fly and turn things into flowers.
Yes people. you should listen to me.
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Don't be sad sam! ♥
boy. life is being stupid these last few weeks of august.
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