exactly.
I told my friends about a past girlfriend, and they still take the piss to this day over what happened. I learned my lesson. Now I dont tell em anything.
Alllllll the shit thats been happening with me over the last few months, as youve no doubt heard about, none of my friends know about. and I dont want them to know, cos they wouldnt understand. Theyd just try and get me to go out with them on the pull and get off with some tarted up, pissed up slag. that kind of shit means fucking less than nothing to me.
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Fri 5 Sep 2003, 0:37,
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Alllllll the shit thats been happening with me over the last few months, as youve no doubt heard about, none of my friends know about. and I dont want them to know, cos they wouldnt understand. Theyd just try and get me to go out with them on the pull and get off with some tarted up, pissed up slag. that kind of shit means fucking less than nothing to me.
to be honest,
I matured like that a loooooong time ago, and have never been the sort of person to go out on the town and see how many slappers i could get off with. I just really dont see the point if it doesnt mean anything. Call me old fashioned or whatever, hell, call me gay if you like, but pulling random slags is not my idea of a good night out.
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Fri 5 Sep 2003, 0:42,
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I find the one thing that really turns me off,
are slags with attitude. If they were nice, that would be different, but I just hate stuck-up girls.
They could look like britney spears, but if they were stuck-up, then I wouldn't (well, probaly.)
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Fri 5 Sep 2003, 0:41,
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They could look like britney spears, but if they were stuck-up, then I wouldn't (well, probaly.)