Attitude.

two.

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"i know you love me squirt." clara said as she blew him a kiss. "I guess ill get ready for bed now." clara said as she slipped her tight dress off , changing into her sweat pants and loose T- shirt that was Justins. She slithered into bed (as she would into her DMS. ) and started crying. She wanted Justin back just as much as she wanted her life to end. Clara smirked as she grabbed her phone to call her bestfriend Georgia, to see if she wanted to hang. "hello, Hey! Georgia it's me, Clara Smirtson.. I was calling to see if you wanted to.. you know.. hang?"

Uhm no Clara. The only time i wanted to do that.. was when we were drunk!"

Clara quickly hangs up. Feeling embarrassed that she'd even ask that. " What was I thinking?" Clara asked herself as she started to call her ex, Joshuwa. "Hey Josh, do you wanna come over. I need help with my history project." Clara asked. "Fuck yourself whore!" Josh said as he hung up the phone Clara screamed as she started crying. Knowing that she only did this because she was now lonely.