Post by Quick Fox on Feb 8, 2010 18:35:09 GMT -5
geez cassie, what did i ever do to you?
i remember in 7th grade, when i was pretty chill about bad grades and stuff, and you walk up to me in the hall and call me a crybaby. jk meaghan. yeah, whatever you say cassie. you weren't so bad then though.
then earlier this year. my old teacher (kind of), ms. B, had put some posters up outside her door. i was reading them when you walk by, and accuse me of being a stalker. yeah, last year i hung out with her a lot, and i was kind of stalkie, but not this year. just because i'm reading something outside of her room does NOT constitute stalking.
haha, i turn around to see who's behind me in the hallway. it's you, but when i go back to minding my own business, i hear you telling your friends that i'm a freak. sorry, but you barely even know me. what's your problem? am i too smart for you?
and then today at lunch, you decide to come over and sit with us at lunch. that's alright with me, but it's not cool to say 'hey, don't you hate people with headbands? i want to punch them in the face. couldn't they attempt to look like a girl?' when i'm the only one with a headband at the table. you don't have to pretend like i don't hear you. and if that's not bad enough, you go and tell all my friends that i look like a guy. when i'm not even at the table to defend myself. cassie, you're a freakin faggot. and a bitch too. fuck you.
well hey bridget, fancy meeting you here.
what the fuck is your problem? you take advantage of people, and only hang out with them when it's convinient for you. you think that you'v got your own little posse, huh? you always fight with casey, and she's my friend, so it'd be nice if you left, or put up with us. sorry that you can't always be the center of attention.
like at casey's birthday party. that would have been cool, but you end up inviting your TWO boyfriends (both of which you are cheating on with the other). smartie? then, you get all upset when they both dump you. you really didn't expect that, did you? and meanwhile, you can't feel a bit of pity for corinne, who fell through a weak board and could have broken her leg. then you run off, and we spend half an hour searching for you. that was supposed to be CASEY'S birthday party, right?
then, when one of your boyfriends takes you back after the whole cheating thing, you're cool. but when he has to be on crutches for a week because he stepped on a piece of glass, you can only say 'aw, now he can't carry my books'.
today, you bitch to me about how i called marcus embarrassing at lunch. uh, no. marcus is embarasing, but i don't say that to peoples faces. i was talking about creg watt, but i guess you can't understand that. you say that you 'have your sorces', but how could you know who i intended to talk about? maybe i'm not the nicest, but i don't lie about that. not to mention, you're a whore, seeing as you aren't a virgin. everyone in school knows that.
i'm pretty sure that i'll go to heaven, but if i go to hell, i'll see you two there.
[sorry guys. bitches annoy me so freakin much, and had to let off some steam. shay would understand why]
i remember in 7th grade, when i was pretty chill about bad grades and stuff, and you walk up to me in the hall and call me a crybaby. jk meaghan. yeah, whatever you say cassie. you weren't so bad then though.
then earlier this year. my old teacher (kind of), ms. B, had put some posters up outside her door. i was reading them when you walk by, and accuse me of being a stalker. yeah, last year i hung out with her a lot, and i was kind of stalkie, but not this year. just because i'm reading something outside of her room does NOT constitute stalking.
haha, i turn around to see who's behind me in the hallway. it's you, but when i go back to minding my own business, i hear you telling your friends that i'm a freak. sorry, but you barely even know me. what's your problem? am i too smart for you?
and then today at lunch, you decide to come over and sit with us at lunch. that's alright with me, but it's not cool to say 'hey, don't you hate people with headbands? i want to punch them in the face. couldn't they attempt to look like a girl?' when i'm the only one with a headband at the table. you don't have to pretend like i don't hear you. and if that's not bad enough, you go and tell all my friends that i look like a guy. when i'm not even at the table to defend myself. cassie, you're a freakin faggot. and a bitch too. fuck you.
well hey bridget, fancy meeting you here.
what the fuck is your problem? you take advantage of people, and only hang out with them when it's convinient for you. you think that you'v got your own little posse, huh? you always fight with casey, and she's my friend, so it'd be nice if you left, or put up with us. sorry that you can't always be the center of attention.
like at casey's birthday party. that would have been cool, but you end up inviting your TWO boyfriends (both of which you are cheating on with the other). smartie? then, you get all upset when they both dump you. you really didn't expect that, did you? and meanwhile, you can't feel a bit of pity for corinne, who fell through a weak board and could have broken her leg. then you run off, and we spend half an hour searching for you. that was supposed to be CASEY'S birthday party, right?
then, when one of your boyfriends takes you back after the whole cheating thing, you're cool. but when he has to be on crutches for a week because he stepped on a piece of glass, you can only say 'aw, now he can't carry my books'.
today, you bitch to me about how i called marcus embarrassing at lunch. uh, no. marcus is embarasing, but i don't say that to peoples faces. i was talking about creg watt, but i guess you can't understand that. you say that you 'have your sorces', but how could you know who i intended to talk about? maybe i'm not the nicest, but i don't lie about that. not to mention, you're a whore, seeing as you aren't a virgin. everyone in school knows that.
i'm pretty sure that i'll go to heaven, but if i go to hell, i'll see you two there.
[sorry guys. bitches annoy me so freakin much, and had to let off some steam. shay would understand why]
