B - I love you but you're so hard to be with. You treat me different to anyone else, and I can't tell whether it's a good or a bad thing. You're always so withdrawed and I can't tell whats going on in your head. I don't even know if I mean any of this. I'm sorry. Two years with you is getting to my head. But I need you still. Oh, I can't work this out....

J - You're so up yourself, I want to hit you so hard it shocks you into for once noticing people around you. You think you know love, but I tried to tell you my feelings and you blew me off again. I know I shouldn't care, but you're my friend and I wouldn't change that.

L - Get your priorities straight!

Oh good god guys. I'm so sick of your crap. I'm sick of the self-destruction and whining and passivity and stupidity. I'm sick of feeling like your fucking mother. Firstly, it's pathetic how much time you spend together. It's beginning to feel like an exclusive club. And then there's me: I never know how much you want me there. But for the love of god, STOP DRAGGING ME TO THE GAY CLUB. I'm not interested, okay? I'm happy being single, and I don't want some stupid make-out session or vacuous sex. I just want to get on with my life. So please, I'm begging you, stop making me feel like I'm letting you all down.

T-I don't know if it's just me being silly but I'm starting to develop a crush on you. And I wish I wasn't because it has fucked up my friendships with girls before.

Oh, you don't ENJOY being sick so often? Well, how about getting off your arse, eating something of nutritional value and keeping something of a healthy sleeping pattern? It's your own fault, deal with it, and for the love of God stop bitching about the lack of size 8billion clothes.

She looks like Miss Piggy, she is boring, a void of a human.

And you chose HER, over a girl who really loves you?

WHY DO MY FRIENDS MAKE SUCH AWFUL CHOICES SOMETIMES?!

Two faced disloyal callous slut bag. I know who my real friends are thank you very much.

JS: I'm not a stick, thank you very much. Yes, I'm slim, but I'm not underweight and I do actually have a FIGURE. And I probably eat more than you do. jesuschristalmighty. .-.

WF: I don't know how I ever put up with you. You know one day I'm just going to snap.

S-Why are you such a closet bitch? You make little jabs at me that I've only just started to notice. Either you're my friend or not.

SEX ME!

I want to impress you because you're a bloody amazing boy, and if I had my way you would be here right now making sweet love to me. And I think you might like me too, unless you call everyone a sexy distraction and ask them all to bring a priest to your house so you can marry them.  You also seem to keep bringing up your love for redheaded lasses.


J, what is up with you? You're acting all odd and we don't talk like we used to, you keep buggering off and acting funny.

-- Edited by Victoryxx on Saturday 21st of November 2009 08:33:20 AM

You're annoyed with me and I feel guilty.

You hurt me. All you care about is going out. Well fine, forget me then.

F - I miss you so much, it's silly we haven't talked in two weeks because of my stopping going on msn and FB thing to do homework instead of procrastinating. One reason you don't know for me giving them up is in hope that you start to miss me too. Do you like me in the same way I like you? Probably not, I wish we could meet and see if we get on then too. You're so beautiful and not fat. You don't need to starve yourself or make yourself sick. 3 hours isn't that far away ... I don't know but I really do like you.

O - I feel bad, I feel really bad. You're really nice and when you told me that stuff I felt bad. I like you but obvs not as much as you like me. You want to meet me, it's not as if I don't but it's hard as parents would murder me if they new I was meeting up with someone online. I don't want to decieve you, I've just never thought you were really my type and that we have that much in common. I realise that my relationship with F is like yours with me. We're friends but you want to meet and be more because you really like me, but that's the way I am with F. We can see how it goes but I don't want to hurt you. I don't see why you like me so much anyways, I'm really nothing special. I wish F felt this way about me. Why is nothing ever so simple.

R - Please do come to the party on Saturday. At least we know each other in person and it might possibly work. When you say you're bi would you really date a girl? What do you think of me? You're probably way out of my league anyways. Hmmm ... I'm silly aren't I. But you dated T and you were way out of his league anyways cos he was fat, ugly, a drop out and a stoner.



-- Edited by SophiesInsanity on Wednesday 2nd of December 2009 10:59:54 PM

C- Why do you have to have a girlfriend? I've liked you for two years now, ever since I saw you first step up to that podium and debate. Aggression and passion are sexy and attractive. Your voice makes me melt, your smile makes me want to go out and find you a star Neil Gaiman style, and the fact that we both adore Star Trek and that English tea in the blue package points to SOUL MATE. Just don't break my heart. I'm quite a bitch when scorned.

E- You fucking suck. You screwed me over twice now, and chose her over me for the second time. I'll do my best in the pieces I am going in, but that's what I wanted and you knew it. Fucker.

SQUEEEEEEEEEEE! OMFG! God damn you make me happy! In your first break we go to into town and I tell you about my doctors telling me to lose weight (as in 2 stone) and you say "You're beautiful exactly the way you are. Don't do it, you might look like crap." Then I wait in the libary for your next break, we head off to the park as we know it's private there. We have sweet beautiful sex again, you're not shit...it's just been 2 months since you last had sex and your stamina's slightly shot...we'll keep trying :D Then you put your arm around me, kissing me and we plot out our future livingroom under the bridge...we should totally get a dog (y) and then you say that you really really like me but "it's just the surrogacy"..., then kissing me in public as we part ways. Then I go to my old college to see my friends and you ring me again, to say that you've left your wallet under the bridge, 2 minutes later you ring me again just to tell me that you've got it....and then you said "Becki, I love you." Fucking squeeee! God damn! You said those 3 words!

I'm absolutely terrified that I'm setting myself up for disappointment again with you, you're amazing.

If I see you all pale, beautiful and half-naked again I won't be responsible for my actions. SO THERE.

Sometimes I just wish everything would disappear. Including all of you right now.

Why did you lie? Why say something else when you agreed with me the whole time??? Its just made things worse, we both know our time is limited now.

I just want to text you....'I love you' but that would seem weird. I don't want to go to college, I want to spend my day in your bed. There's something about that skinny frame, that snail trail and stubble that makes me drool! Oh and your massive....yeah ;p I love it when you run your hands over my back and nibble my neck...I have a mini lovebite C: and I don't even care. It doesn't even matter that you didn't last long enough to satisfy me completely, you're not shit, you're amazing! UHmmm I wanna kiss you more!

I don't want to see you tomorrow because I'll feel like changing my mind when I do, and I know I can't because it will be painful and I will kick myself. You're going to cry and I'm going to cry, and I'm going to have to tell you things you don't want to hear, and you're going to be upset when I say I can't stay over, and leaving is going to be horrible because I don't know when the next time I see you will be, and I will cry all the way home :(

I don't trust you one little bit. You know why? Because you're going to hurt me. SO badly. And if YOU don't hurt me, you will indirectly cause me to get very, very, very hurt.

F: You're adorable, pretty, stylish... I wish I looked like and was as cool as you. as pathetic as that sounds.

T.C - you are gorgious, if only you were real....

E: Prick. Oh, I love you. But you're a prick.

J: Don't keep lying to yourself. You won't feel any better by putting me down.

S :I CANT BELIEVE YOU.
What actually happened to that year, did you throw it in the incinerator pile along with what you used to be?

R: Please, please don't come back. Stay in cornwall with your pretty blonde "scene" girlfriend, where you finally found someone..right. We've forgotton you, I've FINALLY glossed things over and here you are, tall and mysterious liek the first time I saw you. When you leave, you leave. What am I supposed to do. What do I do now your breathing my air again? Back from the dead. :/

A: I know its whiney but i want to look like you. Your so lithe and he loves you so much. Because I am who I am no-ones ever gonna be like that for me. And you remind me, all the damn time.

You're so lovely, I hope you like me too.
I also hope you're at the gig on saturday night.

I want to be better again.

Hun I still think about you. I am more then sure that what I feel is love. So anyway Im thinking about getting a very small heart tatoo on my hid to represent my first love and heart brake which is you! What do you think? I have'nt seen you for over the a year. I would give a fucking lot to see you once more. Till th next life I love you B

I don't get why you told me that marriage is a stupid concept, yet you're super excited about your civil partnership with your girlfriend. And what the fuck did I do for you to stop talking to me?