2 best friends torn apart

2 best friends torn apart

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How 2 best friends were torn apart from there parents Her parents never really liked me. I'm not like the others im just different from what they want me to be as a friend for her I was more down to earth we were forced away from each other because of our parents selfishness and their stupid mind games but there was good in this story too we had the best times and the sad times, the crazy times , the nervous times hell we even had the weird times before all of this shit happened to us. we were the sign of true best friends we loved each other so much we would always fight for each other and there were times we would fight but hey! everything can't be that perfect but we always would say sorry because we could never stay mad at each other like never we both cant handle being mad with each other We had a strong connection *so yeah peepz enjoy reading I'll update when i get time*
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2015 rolled in with a bang, and it did not have the grace to gift me with a social life that everyone in a one hundred year radius would be jealous of or that is even just the talk of the town. Instead I got myself into a complicated relationship which wasn't much talked about, a relationship that I didn't get into is talked about all the time and university is around the figurative corner. That is where you can factor in people I suppose I should call 'fans', the fascination that comes in with cutlery, pots, pans and other formerly boring things. But let us not forget that my parents are finally getting married and Mum can't shop for lace without me wanting to kill her, add in a dose of sleepless nights, invigorating kisses - which have nothing to do with the sleepless nights and a lot to do with nightmares - Harriet not knowing the meaning of the words "you're done" and Ice Ice Baby is still a thing. We're all growing up (except Dad who will still make inappropriate jokes at every inappropriate moment, some to do with what cannot be done when you're wearing a plaster cast) and holidays are being planned though some are less holiday and more a mad dash to find somewhere to live out in the big wide world without our parents. Life might be moving on, but I still go to McDonald's late at night with my friends. Some things at least don't change. Sequel to: Falling Fast Complete

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