(High) School in a nutshell.
Sep. 4th, 2004 02:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
baratronFound in a box of stuff from when I was 14:
Dear Helen!!!
I will miss you even though you don't really like me and I don't really like you. Well I do but thats beside the point!!! I'll miss you loads.
Liar.
You should've stuck with the first sentence, at least that was honest.
You'd known me three years, and still couldn't be bothered to get my name right.
Dear Helen!!!
I will miss you even though you don't really like me and I don't really like you. Well I do but thats beside the point!!! I'll miss you loads.
Liar.
You should've stuck with the first sentence, at least that was honest.
You'd known me three years, and still couldn't be bothered to get my name right.
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Date: 2004-09-03 06:17 pm (UTC)I used to get people coming up to me in my hometown after school ended once and for all going on about how much they liked me at school. These were the same miserable fuckers who watched me get kicked, punched and abused on a daily basis.
At least the little shit who leapt 2 metres away from me and nearly missed his bus to avoid being within 1m of me was honest and hadn't 'changed' since school years earlier.
I am so glad I moved away.
Natalya