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Wednesday, November 22, 2006

let me tell u a story about a girl who just got too sociable:
it was realli cool for the first few days of school. ppl knew her name, everywhere she turned, someone would wave and say hello. some girls thought, wow i wish i could be like tt. she had groups. so big a circle of friends tt she jus decided to throw everyone into the same grp. it looked kinda cool. girls guys watever. all her friends. but u see. soo many friends, which one was closest to her? none. maybe one or two. but those few seem to slowly drift far away. leaving her all alone in tt empty space. not alowing to make herself feel empty, she tries to replace the one or two. these one or two will get realli sick of her. and then leave, inviting more replacements. one after another. friends came and left. soon. the girl grew really tired of everything. she felt drained and empty. she still feels it now. when she closes her eyes. she sees flashbacks of wat is known as "ex-friends". all of them, ppl tt she tot : friends forever. none of tt came true. now as she sits in her room. thinking and thinking. so empty inside and so sad and lonely. who should she call to cry to. who would give her tt hug tt she needs. she can think of no one but tt emptiness inside her.


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