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Behind the Broken Windows
2002-07-11 05:34:31 (UTC)

Sugar And Spikes.

OK, we're going to start this off angry. I've started my
daily journal thing, in which i read the journals of all of
my friends. Juthappy555 is one of those whom I used to
consider one. God damn it Courtney, I never wanted to have
to say this, but grow the fuck up. I don't know if you've
realized this in your perfect little home in Florida, but
there are still some of your old friends back here in Ohio.
Although you've sure as hell forgotten about us, We still
miss you damn it. I'm glad to know that in your fake little
existence, you have time to worry about going to one party
or the other, but back here we have real fucking problems.
I'm so sorry if the person you lied to Sammy about is
in "one of his moods." Sammy loved you! He loved you a hell
of a lot and you fucking blew him off the second he was out
of your life? What the fuck kind of a person are you
anyway? The first day I met you, back in study hall, in
your art room, I thought you were different than all of the
other atonotron drones. I thought "Hey this girl's
independant, maybe she's worth talking to." Bull shit. I
don't know how I can believe anything you've ever told me
now. You claimed you were raped by an ex boyfriend once.
Then you started joking about his penis size. And I hate to
break your heart hun, but 7 and a half ain't exactly below
average.
You fucking used Sammy as far as I'm concerned, you
can't even fucking say goodbye to me, and you go running
back to David the first fucking chance you get? Way to
fucking be a friend Courtney. Maybe I don't have all of the
facts. Maybe I'm only seeing one perspective, but that
perspective has a pretty fucking good arguement. I'm sorry
I said all of this, I'm sorry I had to be mean, but for
Christ's sake, try showing a little respect for those of us
that care about you!

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On an entirely different note, I recieved a reply from a
reader today. She said that she felt the same way I did on
a lot of topics. It's good to know that there are people
outside my group of friends that connect with my writing. I
look forward to talking to you more.
Also on a different, but clearly not least note, I get
to see Kelly tommorow! She's coming over at like 11:45.
Jeff's coming over later that day too. But then i have to
work. Oh well. She's going clothes shopping first(she asked
if there was anything special I wanted her to buy. Is that
a good sign? I think so.). I love my job. I love Kelly. I
love my friends. Life is finally shaping up.

Stay Tuned,
Gio.

P.S. "The ones with the little superheroes on them."




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