Ello It's Kierst writing this rant. Ticked off of so beyond right now so I'm just gonna write something.
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Dear you,
I sit here on this conputer thinking about what you did. What you said. How I cried. Are you happy? Your opinion does matter when it stricks me this hard. I have to belive, if not everything is lost. My friends didn't lie to me. I hope your happy now. Embrassed that I called you a friend. Embrassed that I once laughed with you. How can I deal with seeing you for the next year? I can't change my ways. I can't just drop everything and not think what you just said. You have one person that I love mad as heck. Another is blaming this on herself. It's your falut. Not hers. I cried, so what? It just proves that I have feelings. I took offense. You brought two things up because of a name? You know I have strong feels. I have enough stress. I'm scared, I'm fragile, I'm a time bomb bout to go off. While my friends sit behind me and have moved on, I try to paint a smile on my face then it cracks like glass. I try to be happy-go-lucky. I'm nice, my friends stood in shock as I jumped around and began hostile. I cried in front of my friends(its normal but this time I felt stupid). I feel like I just broke a realationship. I cried over something I did. I dug my own grave. As I sit here with the computer in front of me. There's many things I want to say, yet I can't.
From,
The Babyboo
P.s. Avada Kedavra c:
