if you ever questioned why i act the way i do, lemme just say, this was my favorite show growing up.
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I heard a nasty rumor about a friend. An ex lover, if you will, who still tries to get my attention from time to time. He toyed with my heart, destroyed it even, and I’ve never been the same. You could call it growing up or changing, but I know that if he wasn’t in my life, I wouldn’t feel as messed up as I do now.
The rumor I heard had nothing to do with him and me. It was between him and two other girls.
When I heard this, my heart sunk into the soles of my feet and I could never stand the same. No, I don’t love him, I just couldn’t shake the fact out of my head. I should probably not say it’s a rumor because I heard it from a close friend of one of the girls. I put full faith that no one lied in the process.
So tonight, he texted me, and I thought that I could ask him. The conversation turned from bad to worse, because I was so afraid to actually say what I heard than to actually just confess to what I heard. I’m seriously contemplating if I should just ask and get it over with.
I kept saying “I’m asking if it’s okay to ask you if this is true, that’s all.”
His solution? Just rat me out to the school so I can get in trouble, along with my other friends.
I haven’t said anything: who told me, what the rumor was, nothing. It’s so funny how people can turn on you on a dime.
Ain’t no one.
THIS is my forever reblog.
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Not even the slightest. But I haven’t forgotten.
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