Heyy; Call me Bekkah. I'm 16, and I go to Muirfield High [mhs2010]. Theres this group of people that i absolutely adore,, and they know who they are.
***** it's not like i didn't try. i mean, i was on your side, i was your friend. then what happens ? you find another group of people to buy you alcohol, then you ditch our group.. what's that all about ? like, its ok to go talk to them, but you're meant to WANT to hang out with us ALL the time- that's what friendship is, right ? I just dont know what to think anymore. i don't know if you actually said those things about me behind my back, but if you really did, i would have much preferred to have it said to my face so that you would know why i'm annoyed at you. but alas, no. instead you go be a backstabber, to the people who actually care about you. i hope you wake up to yourself before it's too late. i really do.
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Unspoken Words We can be on the phone for hours, But we don't need to be talking. We can walk down the street, hand in hand, A word need not spoken. We may only see each other every fourt... Posted by on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 20:26:00 GMT