racholio...i tried to call you yesterday...the number belonged to some cunt ass whore bitch named holly...i want to slice her open...damn, sorry i had the wrong number...you didn't have to call me back...gah. she sucked...and was rude...and me? i was so polite...and then sad that it wasn't you...
but i love you just the same...and know i was thinking of you...
a convo with my mother: mom: emily you have a postcard here from canada me: is it from rachel?! mom: i don't think so me: tell me it's from rachel mom: it's from your dad and kim i think me: I DON'T WANT IT THEN. mom: that's not very nice me: so is not taking me to canada mom hands it to me me: oh look it says they 'love me'...yeah right...rachel really loves me though...they suck, i don't want this, i want rachel's. i read it and threw it on my floor. then i proceeded to cry 'cause i wasn't in canada...fuckers. point is...you're cooler than my dad and step-mom...
we'll get together once we stop moving around... MWAH!!!! em
oh my god, you got holly?! I always get phone calls for HER, the jerk! and you WILL get a postcard from canada from me. except sent in the u.s. you won't get it for a while (cos, heheh, i haven't sent it yet as was stampless) but IT WILL COME, and it will be from canada, and i will still really love you.
hee hee. you should call her and say "my friend said you were a bitch when she called looking for me...i'm nice to your loser friends you bitch ass whore cunt"...and then make her CRY!!! ha ha ha haaaaaaa! yay. i shall sit by my mail slot and wait for the loverly postcard...or something like that, 'cause i can't really just sit by the slot and wait...that might be creepy, and what if i have to pee? i'll tackle the postal person (who listens to head phones and the music is so loud i can hear it in the house) every day untill it arrives. hee hee. it is until or untill? everyone does it differently...hmmmm
mwah! oh i saved her number so we can prank call her....hee hee, yay!
stay kool pwuwnk rawawk cheekka...it's hawt outside...
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but i love you just the same...and know i was thinking of you...
a convo with my mother:
mom: emily you have a postcard here from canada
me: is it from rachel?!
mom: i don't think so
me: tell me it's from rachel
mom: it's from your dad and kim i think
me: I DON'T WANT IT THEN.
mom: that's not very nice
me: so is not taking me to canada
mom hands it to me
me: oh look it says they 'love me'...yeah right...rachel really loves me though...they suck, i don't want this, i want rachel's.
i read it and threw it on my floor.
then i proceeded to cry 'cause i wasn't in canada...fuckers.
point is...you're cooler than my dad and step-mom...
we'll get together once we stop moving around...
MWAH!!!!
em
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and you WILL get a postcard from canada from me. except sent in the u.s. you won't get it for a while (cos, heheh, i haven't sent it yet as was stampless) but IT WILL COME, and it will be from canada, and i will still really love you.
pwunk rawakkkkkkk
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hee hee. you should call her and say "my friend said you were a bitch when she called looking for me...i'm nice to your loser friends you bitch ass whore cunt"...and then make her CRY!!! ha ha ha haaaaaaa!
yay. i shall sit by my mail slot and wait for the loverly postcard...or something like that, 'cause i can't really just sit by the slot and wait...that might be creepy, and what if i have to pee? i'll tackle the postal person (who listens to head phones and the music is so loud i can hear it in the house) every day untill it arrives. hee hee.
it is until or untill? everyone does it differently...hmmmm
mwah!
oh i saved her number so we can prank call her....hee hee, yay!
stay kool pwuwnk rawawk cheekka...it's hawt outside...
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