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2003-11-14 6:44 PM you're a fucking liar. ok. so you were gonna go to the party tonight and bring your boyfriend. and then you tell me that you're not going because he talked you out of it. like what the hell? do you have to do everything with him? just ebcause he doesn't want to do something doesn't mean you shouldn't. and then i call you and ask if you're going, and you give me some bullshit about a family member having a birthday party? right, on the friday night that you didn't wanna go to the party because he didn't want to, oh what a coincidence that you have to go to "dinner." i know you're with him right now. and what's worse is that you lie to my face like some little kid who can't handle the truth. like i know you're with him anyway, so why don't you just tell me? i'm sorry i;m not good enough for you ever since you got a boyfriend, i;m sorry i'm incomptent, and i know all your other friends know more than i do about this, and whatever.
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