I got you babe.
Haha. Song lyrics are so fun.
You've change, Times New Roman.
GO BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM!
Wowwwwwwwwwww. What a weird mood. Copying and pasting is unavoidable.
*nod*
That's like.... inviting Ryan to a Halloween party and expecting some randomly dressed vampire gang not to suck every drop of blood from his body then spray it back in his face before plucking out all his nose hairs and smashing his guitar into his balls.
Absolutely freakin' impossbile!
Direct your eyes downwards for more wacky adventures in the newly adapted series of Teagan's affairs of someone elses heart!
Being normal now... Well, as normal as I can be.
*Copies and pastes*
What actually happened was I really do hate telling this story, it’s tedious.
Rochelle and Ryan are going out after he dumped me because he didn’t ‘feel the same’ a.k.a. He liked her, and I went on hating her for no apparent reason (seriously don’t ask). Then Rochelle asks me the other day how long me and him had been going out for:
‘Hey, Teagan how long had you and Ryan been going out for?’
‘Does it really matter?’
‘Yes.’
‘Why don’t you ask him?’
‘I did and he told me 3’
‘It was 6’
‘Really?’
‘M’hm’
Then I walked away. That night Ellece tells me that I need to talk to Rochelle the next day because she had some interesting information. Rochelle said that she asked Ryan how long we’d been going out for, again, and he said 3, again. Ellece told me that Rochelle believed me and then we were all kinda friends.
Later on that same day we see Rochelle and she said that she called Ryan and he said that he’d called Ellece and she didn’t pick up and that he called me (he called me four times but I wasn’t in time enough to answer) and I said that we’d been going out for 3 months, which made me lol. Literally. So that’s why we all hate him and Rochelle’s no longer a bitch.
Now you all (anyone who reads this) know what went down.
Smash git if you see it? If you have a meat cleaver and a blunt axe handy that'd be even better.
Okay... Now the knee story.
More copying and pasting.
This time it's a text! How exciting!
Wait... it's Lemonade time...
'Are you about to trust a veterinary surgen who wears a golf hat? '
'He probably performs surgery with a gold club! Oh, nurse, can you pass me my nine iron?'
Lol@Battle wound. I'm sending this message to Ellece, Jenn and Mel. I just left a chunk of skin on a brick wall somewhere and it hurts like hell. Yall should see it. The wall dinted me. Kick it?
Good times... Not really it hurt lots but I'll get over it.
What I won't get over is Ryan's blatant disreguard for anyones feelings but his own. He can go fuck himself. It's ten times worse than it was before. I do hope you find and read this you son of a bitch.
1 comment:
I do not like Ryan. He does not like me. We got on pretty well that way. However, I wouldn't hesitate to punch him in his crap-lousy face for what he did to you. He smells bad. Bleh.
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