there is an unspoken bond that unites friends. It's supposed to feel like the end of the world when you lose something so close, especially when plans were involved. We had plans so travel through Paris and to go skydiving across the bluest of skies.
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Okay so maybe those weren't the plans we had in mind, but they were plans nonetheless. We had plans to purchase R2-D2; to have drinking parties (minus me); for Ho to fold clothes and do E in her room; for Slut to organize everything from shelves to bedsheets and hookah in her room; I was just supposed to wash dishes and look pretty. But no. The fates were against us from the very beginning.
It's not Slut, Ho, & Bitch anymore.
It's just Ho & Bitch.
No.
More like Bowie and Marissa.
Because without Risha, there is sadness and gloom.
Well, Bowie is kinda fun too, I suppose. =)
Let's just hope her "hot asian boy" doesn't turn out gay.
PS. A cot will forever remain for you, baby. If you ever get sick (take that in more ways than one), you know who to call...GHOSTBUSTERS (our supposed Halloween costumes for next year. Sigh.)!
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OH EM GEEH how'd u find me!?
i miss you :( coming to our concert???
ahahha omggg im KINDA funn?!?! excuse me?! haha. i'm HELLAAAA fun! ahhahaha. i cant believe i just used that word -__-. and umm yeahh let's hope hot asian boy isnt gay.
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