Being cheated on...
This is my ex-boyfriend Brady. When I was 19 he was my boyfriend for almost a year until he moved to New York City and cheated on me. God, that hurt. We are friends now and I don't cry as much. It was in 1998 after all.Grade: D+
posted by Chargenda at 1:39 PM
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Next thing you know, you'll be blogging about how in the eighth grade your ex-girlfriend accused you of leaving an obscene message on her answering machine...
Don't even get me started on that. But, can you be sure it wasn't me? What if this a friendship built on lies and deceipt? And everything else is a sham, and my my whole family is party of it. The graduation party, the birthday cards, all of it is bogus! Or you could just be the crazy one that thougth I was calling and threatening you when I was younger.
Hi, Kettle! Im black.
ER.. you're black. whatever.
Hey, tell that one story about how you were giving Brady a beejer right next to your mom's room! 'member? and your room didn't even have a real door! It was like one of those folding ones because it was a den!
Hey- how does Noah know about the time at your mom's house? Someone needs to get oooover me big time!! And BTW-does your mom read this blog?
charlie not putting up a new post today....grade: F
Um, hello? There is a new post up today!
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