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Ugg Amanda is soo erritating !!!

all she talks about is herself and i am soo tired of it ! she dosen't care about me at all she says i am her best friend and i jut roll my eyes bc to be a best friend you have to be there for the other person , I am always there for her and she says i m overreactin and acting like a bitch wen i say anything to her or she justs finds a way to talk about herself again ! i swear she has a real gift . I could be talking about how i feel realy deprssed and she finds a way to talk about howone time 3 years ago she found a lost dog and she got yelled at for bringing it into the house !. I feel bad bc she thinks i am her best friend and i could care less about her silly little problems . I probably sound realy mean right now but it is soooo true "OMG my sister stole my sweater and i got grounded bc i yelled at her " is ussually what she complains about . I am realy glad i have friends who actually care about me . I can't even talk about my getting accepted to duke summer camp bc she starts crying saying that i shouldn't go and support her bc she isn't as smart and they should take away programs like that bc it hurts her feelings . !!!!!�� Ok i am done venting for now ....

xoxoxo

� I know love and I know loss. I believe that everyone has a soul mate. Yes, there are others you will love but there is only (�I believe) one soul mate. Mine has come and gone. It hurts every day of every moment of my life. The worst days are days like this. The days that you feel it in everything you do. Everything you hear or see reminds you of them. Every breath you take makes you want to scream and your eyes hurt from the millions of tears you have shed. You can almost feel them there with you, holding you, smiling... you can almost feel their gentle touch. The worst thing is that you want to stay in this miserable moment all day just so you can be there with them once more. Then you realize that you must come back to your present reality, the one with your new love that is always there for you. You can't be in this state when they get home. The hard part is to pull yourself together and say good-bye to those cherished memories once again until that horrible day comes that�tortures you�all over again.

Im going to walk away,

No longer listing to what you say...

You hurt me deep down inside

when you left me by the roadside...

All your memories forgotten,

Pushed far away to�that distant beacon...

So now I go,

Leaving nothing behinde but sorrow...

-Sportygirl15

to answer that question, i dont really know what i take for granted. i mean i work for everything i have and i love all of the things i earned and all the things that� were gifts from friends and family. like my ipod (i paid for that) and then my guitar, which was a gift from my�dad. and then my cell phone, i earn that by babysitting my four younger siblings and working lot around the house, keeping it clean(trying) and�also working outside with my dad and�my brother.

i use to�think i took my friends for granted but then i realized that i really need them and that theyre there for me. and i want them to know that im here for them�too. like when one of my best friends really need someone and me knowing i can trust my mom, told her�my bffs situation and momma helped bff.

okay that was kind of weird but very true�