i don't know why i care, really. but this is so hurtful right now...am i just being moody? probably.
you're not attractive...at all.
when you move to NY, please dont vist. none of us will miss you when you leave oxford. in fact, our school will be a better place without you.
please cut your hair. it looks gross.
you're laugh makes me want to punch a baby.
you're fake and you pretend to be things that you arent so that they'll like you more. its not working.
its almost funny how many people who you think are your friends actually hate you.
you make really good brownies.
is this the long awaited truth? i don't know what to think.
in general though, i'm pretty ready to leave oxford. all this cheating drama, it really makes me lose so much respect for our class. we used to be the best - and everyone thought it. but now we're worse than everyone. i don't know how to even explain it.
so weird, i haven't posted a blog in forever. it's alot easier to not need to post a blog when you have someone who's this willing to listen. i think i've met my match, at least in some respects. and i'm not even getting bored. sweeeet.
i want this to be a happy post. but i can't make it one.
i'm scared shitless.
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shhhhhhh. [quiet] listen to the voices that love you, not the ones that hate you for who you are. there is a reason why your best friends are still your best friends. and if you're paranoid just remember that it takes a real best friend to shout through all the hating commotion to get to your ears. white > black.
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