so. . . . friends. . . mmm hmmm. right i call her a friend, yet she isn't REALLY. she doesn't like me. she hates me, i would say. i have confronted her, and she replies with sarcasm. all in friendly jest i would say, but it still slices to the sole's core. i would like to be closer in friendship with she. . . but i deny any forward motions. oh spite. oh hell. oh death. curse these human emotions.
SO i'm new here... and i love this because it's so much cooler than xanga... um i'm 16 and a girl... i want to have cinderellas life... perfect prince perfect everything! lots of love! heather leigh
