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Post by mattie on Mar 21, 2012 20:47:30 GMT -5
"Crying at your joke? What joke?" I gave her a look like she was crazy.
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Post by Mɑːi on Mar 21, 2012 20:48:54 GMT -5
Olivia
"Oh my god, you don't understand anything. The joke that Ethan was laughing at when you walked in. Or hobbled in. Whatever."
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Post by mattie on Mar 21, 2012 20:51:06 GMT -5
"I dont understand anything? You have no idea what is going on in my life. You cannot judge me. Sorry if Im a bit sensitive, but you know, things aren't always what they seem in life," I glared.
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Post by Mɑːi on Mar 21, 2012 20:52:12 GMT -5
Olivia
"You're in middle school. You shouldn't be that caught up in a relationship that when you see your boyfriend talking to someone that you cry."
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Post by mattie on Mar 21, 2012 20:54:26 GMT -5
I leaned closer to her. "Try living four thousand miles from your family, getting yelled at by your brother who isn't even part of your life anymore, injuring you horse, your best friend, all because you were to caught up t realize something was wrong, and hurting yourself. Then come back to me and tell me how emotionally stable you are." I scowled and stood back up.
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Post by Mɑːi on Mar 21, 2012 20:58:01 GMT -5
Olivia
"I don't need your life story. Imagine how WW2 people felt, being forced to move or get killed. You aren't the only one. Learn. To. Cope."
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Post by mattie on Mar 21, 2012 20:59:15 GMT -5
I rolled my eyes. "Get a life and stop criticizing everyone." I scoffed and walked out. I was over it.
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Post by Mɑːi on Mar 21, 2012 21:02:10 GMT -5
Olivia
"At least MY boyfriend has his own life, rather than me crying at every girl he speaks to!" I called after her.
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Post by mattie on Mar 21, 2012 21:10:12 GMT -5
I heard her flapping her fat lips, but waved her off, walking away.
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Post by Mɑːi on Mar 21, 2012 21:12:57 GMT -5
Olivia
Oh, she couldn't respond. That showed how stupid she was. Or that she realized how controlling she is.
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