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I just re read all these messages. What happened to my brain?

I understand when you day it but not when you write it down, and I'm not going to school tomorrow cos that's the day we get back from the US. 

Dude those messages added together was like 4500 characters! So you had better make some god damn effort and understand at least the first one so you will understand when I say that to you the moment I see you! Jeesh woman! If you really don't get it I'll print it off and help you understand in the library tomorrow! Loser!!!! The fact that you don't understand that! I speak like that in real life! The only difference is that here you have loads of time to go over it and understand it rather than me speaking 70 miles an hour in your ear!!!!

What the heck are you going on about, the only thing I picked up was you saying that calling liquid in people's eyes years is weird. Which is kinda true!!

Oh My God (see i said it the normal way biatches, I can be like the rest of you mofos if i want to! But I really really don't. EVER. You're all just so boring! All doing exactly the same things, all the go damn time!) Before I begin Another RANT session on your page, which by the way is gonna seem so wierd. You're like my therapist! I just say all the things on my mind to you and you make your own really far off deductions from them. i mean how is "that duck looks so freaky" the same thing as "your insecure about your appearance to other people" I mean really honey? Are you actually looking at me? Mollie? Any how I just wanted to say that in the last message and the message before I just wanted to say that I reached exactly, EXACTLY two thousand characters. Love you!!!!!

OH MY Golly Gooseberries! That's like OMGG! I will really laugh if any of those certain preppy people that live within our daily torture chambers (*whispering* otherwise called a *glance shiftily to the side* school.) ever ever start saying that. Imagine: "Cassandra (obviously a made up name, I would never associate myself with someone called Cassandra if they don't like being called Cassie, which by the by the girl I've created in my brain doesn't like the name Cassie, she prefers Cassandra. Well I think she needs to get her head outta her spud hole and take a look at the world around her where all the normal people prefer to shorten there ridiculously pompous, stuck up names! No offence to any Cassandras in the world, duh!). Any who: "Cassandra, Cassandra. Listen listen listen. Like, OMGG! I got tickets to *hyperventilate and squeal at the same time (no clue how Cassie's , sorry CASSANDRA's friend is doing that, it's like, biologically impossible. And humanly impossible. Which helps my theory that all directioners are obssessive aliens with a cloaking device that mal functioned making them all look like teenage girls, then they couldn't understand the english customs and just got really confused and though our gods were one direction and thus the religion of DIRECTIONERS was born!)* ONE DIRECTION!!!!!" They'd all sound so stupid!! Any way, back to the original reason for me beginning the story of OMGG which then transformed into my theory on why all directioners are teenaage girls and are extremely obsessive. Any way, the reason I said OMGG (i will never utter this anywhere in the real world, just warning you x) was because on the last message I reached exactly 2000 character thingies! This was supposed to be a really short message of me just announcing that to you. But then i got side tracked by my own awesomeness and the fact that i actuallly wrote "oh my golly gooseberries" in a message rather than just saying "oh my god". You know you love me really, deep down

Darling, just reread all those messages (see directly bellow) and I have one thing to say to you. (Imagine I'm saying this in a "your breaking up with me?" heart broken, voice breaking in the middle of the sentence, eyes shining with tears, with the same amount of confidence and self-assurance (bracket inside a bracket: is self-assurance actually a word? (bracket inside a bracket inside a bracket: imagine actually is in italics XD (bracket inside a bracket inside a bracket inside a bracket: i couldn't do a normal smiley face because it would look like another bracket, if you need me to explain any of this go ahead and ask me at school x)). Anywhoo, (we're still inside a bracket btw) I didn't actually do that on purpose, it sort of just came out! Okay, Back on track: Self-assurance as Bella Swan in twilight and all the books after it with the exception of Breaking Dawn cos then she's all "I'm a vamp now, come at me bitchez". Back to the ORIGINAL topic of conversation (dang this is a spudding long message, you know that thingy at the side of the page where you can scroll up or down? Well on this it's teeny teeny tiny, meaning the message is long. Do you think i can get to the word limit? I'm more than half way there!!!!)) Okay. End of All brackets. Just imagine the way I'm saying the following statement (I gave you enough of a god damn description, I'm currently on 1390!) "you-you think I'm wierd?" And cue the heartbroken sadness and voice breaking somewhere inbetween "I'm" and "wierd", eyes shining with the liquid us humans wierdly decided to call tears (who the spud came up with that? I mean, REALLY?), no self confidence what so ever, probably looking down and (I don't know if I said this earlier and i'm too lazy to read back! Aren't you glad you got ME as your friend instead of a preppy, happy corinkydoo? (New word, what do ya think?) moving on) stuttering at the beginning of the sentence. i will be doing this the moment i see you. Exactly the way that I described!

Stay out of this conversion Paige!!! And we are not weird, at least I'm  not.

ah you love me really... been on an raf base for the past week so didn't have time to talk as there is no techcology there what so ever!  :(

Airhug have a nice summer. And u are lying Xx