snapchat journal

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"look what happened when you left me"

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I'm currently with my three friends, Diego, Nami, and Adrian. They're telling me to get over him. I simply can't.

"Stop crying you sissy. Who cares about him, if he can't handle a relationship, forget him. I didn't like him anyways." Adrian says, as bluntly as possible.

Adrian is the girl who simply expresses her feelings without a problem. I don't blame her, I think it's good that she doesn't care about saying her mind, but sometimes she does it at the wrong time.

"Don't listen to Adrian, it will get better. You need to move on, because you're gonna keep hurting yourself." Nami tells me.

Nami on the other hand, is a sweetheart. She will say anything to make you positive, and forget the negatives.

"But it can't forget about him, we've been dating for two years." I whined. It's true, we were dating for two years. It was a special two years.

"Here, this will help you forget him." Diego passes me a joint, as he leans on the side of the house next to me.

"Diego, I'm not in the mood." I rolled me eyes. Smoking weed would help me a little, but I don't want to get high next to an abandoned house.

"Come on, it helped me when Amber and I broke up." Diego says. Nami had to excuse herself because her mom called her from her cell, saying she needed to come home.

"Well that's different, you two dated for a week." I rolled me eyes. I don't even know why he was all sad about it, they literally dated for a week.

"It was a special week." he protested, I rolled me eye, "Which only consisted of sex." Adrian says.

"You, be quiet. Do you want to or not?" he asked, obviously annoyed. I gave in, and took the joint from his hand. I put it between my lips, and Diego lit it up for me with his lighter.

I inhaled, took the joint out my mouth, and exhaled. Adrian started smoking her cigarette, she claims that weed is "lame" so she just smokes cigarettes.

"Diego, go on Snapchat, and take a picture of us." I told him as I got out my phone. I handed him my phone, and he did as I told him.

We've known each other since we were in 2nd grade, so I can tell him everything, which includes my password, (which is a big deal).

"I'm ready," he tells us. Adrian and I took a long drag from our joint/cigarette. then blew it out at the same time.

Smoke appeared in front of me, a lot. You can say it was a smoke cloud, which I like. The flash off signifying that Diego took the picture. I passed him the joint, and got my phone back.

I examined the picture, and I liked it. I decided what to type. Then the perfect one came up.

look what happened when you left me

When I finished, I sent it to my story. So now everyone knows what I did. And I have no regrets