tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97011482011-04-21T22:00:45.765-07:00miss anne thropenoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701148.post-1103693870482736532004-12-21T22:45:00.000-08:002004-12-21T21:37:50.483-08:00Go away. <br /> <br />I don't like you, I don't need you, and I don't even know you. You are certainly not the people I thought you were to believe those rumors about me without even trying to get my side of the story, and I don't give a damn who told you that shit. You should know me better than that. <br /> <br />But if you choose to believe it, so be it. I'm not going to waste my time defending myself to people who have obviously already passed judgement on me. You're not worth the effort it would take. <br /> <br />You mean nothing to me and I would ask that you stay the hell out of my life. I do not like you, I do not pity you, I am nothing like you and I do not care for your antics. You tell me to grow up and let go of the "high school drama" but it seems to me that you've caused more of it in your adult lives than most high schoolers that I know.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701148-110369387048273653?l=kemmies-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>miss anne thropenoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701148.post-1103532463616114762004-12-20T01:47:00.000-08:002004-12-20T00:47:43.616-08:00blah blah blah<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701148-110353246361611476?l=kemmies-box.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>miss anne thropenoreply@blogger.com0