Today is one of two days that happen every year. My brother's annual summer party. I am in no mood to talk about it for I intend to end my day (this year) without complaining about the drunken voices that seem to never shut up; and of course, the awful music along with that irritating base that seem to give my rage a pulse of its own. I hear
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I know you haven't let every bridge burned... look at ours ^_
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in grade 7, there was some guy who had this obsessed-stalker crush on me. I did NOT like him.
as for the best friends of that guy "i was deeply in love with"... we all know who I am talking about.
Tthis guy at my brother's party.. you don't know him, nobody should lol. I'll tell you on your birthday!
And Of course I burn bridges! The only difference between our bridge and mine with everyone else's is that our bridge leads to a happy, healthy place with unlimited supply of gummy bears.
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hmmmmm gummy bears... I think I'll buy a bag of those on my b-day ^_
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