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It's complicated!
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Ongoing, First published Jan 10, 2017
Heyyyya my name is willow, but my best friend Veronica aka Ronnie calls me Starbucks...I know the nickname is a little odd but she insisted on calling me that because I might've uhhhh ya know got her addicted to drinking at Starbucks. 

Ronnie's been my best friend since we were five so around about 15 years now and it better stay that way as well because the bitch knows too much. 

We've just recently moved into a beach apartment, which is closer to some of our really close friends that we didn't get to see much over the years...surprisingly we are still heaps close but that's only thanks too Skype. 

I can't wait for tomorrow night they are having a party...well one is and his posh snobby ass girlfriend anyways we finally get to see them face to face for the first time in like foreverrrrrr. We are so gonna get hammered at that party oh btw me and Ronnie sorta you might say having a drinking problem but if you ask me what's the worth of going to a party if your not gonna get totally smashed!!!!
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