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Whoa. So I cleaned up my Friends on MySpace. I got rid of some random things and then I cleaned up people, people I'm not quite ready to be friends with.
Seriously, I didn't mean to hurt anyone. That's not my intention. But I'm too obsessed with MySpace. I sit and I check and I check and look for differences and check. It's so stupid. I'd much rather just not be friends and spare myself the pain of bulletins and blogs. I mean, it's not like I'm mad at the person or anything it's just me getting over stuff. I don't need to be friends on MySpace to be friends in person, that is just odd.
And I hate how they jumped to conclusions and suddenly hate me. That's weird, because I wasn't out to hurt them in the beginning. I guess I didn't realize how seriously people took myspace. How seriously I took myspace. Lame. Very, very Lame.
It's like either way you go, you piss somebody off.
MySpace is straight Gangsta Gay.
Yep.
--Kandy
Seriously, I didn't mean to hurt anyone. That's not my intention. But I'm too obsessed with MySpace. I sit and I check and I check and look for differences and check. It's so stupid. I'd much rather just not be friends and spare myself the pain of bulletins and blogs. I mean, it's not like I'm mad at the person or anything it's just me getting over stuff. I don't need to be friends on MySpace to be friends in person, that is just odd.
And I hate how they jumped to conclusions and suddenly hate me. That's weird, because I wasn't out to hurt them in the beginning. I guess I didn't realize how seriously people took myspace. How seriously I took myspace. Lame. Very, very Lame.
It's like either way you go, you piss somebody off.
MySpace is straight Gangsta Gay.
Yep.
--Kandy
1 Comments:
At 5:01 AM,
Anonymous said…
its not like that. no one hates you. you just did some really awful things. and people reacted. i love you. and things between me and the little one arent like that. its not the same. i miss it. but i cant deal with it anymore. there are some things you need to deal with. and grow up. mature a little bit. take responsibility for your actions and the way you treat people. golden rule? but its all good. i miss the dinners. and the dishes being clean. and the apartment being clean. i liked you living here. i just cant handle the childishness. i dont want or need you to be anyhting for me. but i need you to be more responsible. i would love to live with you again. it was fun. we were a team. it was neat. i could do it again. but now, WE need to learn and grow.
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