Two weeks ago, we were having the time of our lives being normal best friends. Now you stare across the cafeteria at me as if I was in the wrong. I mean, after all, you did expose my secrets to my boyfriend because you wanted him for yourself and still you have not succeeded. As he sits next to me for the moment, I returned the glares. I forgave you until you proceeded to kiss him when I was not around. I mean what kind of best friend is that? So yes I told your mom you smoked weed right in her kitchen and yes also that you did the dirty in her room. Revenge is a dish best-served cold and years of happiness, love, and trust were wasted because you decided to let a boy get between us. There is a thin line between love and hate...
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Penana
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