I don't see that happening so I'm going to pack my bags and wait for whatever the hell I'm looking for. Layla you pissed off a lot of people all around this country and my best advice is to avoid traveling at all costs because there are about 60 or 70 people who want your blood for what you did to me. Oh and also if you see the words SuperCamp anywhere run because I've been around the block with these people. If they do find you, an angry mob of kids with no fear of being judged acting like black girls will "cuuuttt you, guurrrl". I am the cream of the crop and I know that you're taking a few AP classes because of your drive to be successful. But I have had qualified leadership training that tells me to let go of resentment and to leave you be. I feel like that I've been played and I'm pretty sure I have. Apparently I'm the kind of person that just doesn't give a shit about others. I'm not going to worry about that because, hey, you've got issues. And you talk similar to a valley girl so I wouldn't have been able to tolerate you talking for much longer anyway. Plus Ryan insists on going to school Monday, bursting in the classroom and kicking your ass with silly string. I'm just going to act like I'm shocked, and hey I'm not the only good actress. You had me played so good but only because I didn't listen to my gut. Hey, I'm supposed to be optimistic. I got to have a few nice and steamy make out sessions, I got a date to homecoming, and best of all I got to rub it in Bella's face. Twice. "Love is forgiving and Love is for giving" I never did love you but I got was pretty damn close. Call me pathetic and I was the one who got emotionally invested. Maybe your feelings were a lie but hey, I need my shoes back because I'm pretty sure I left them at your house over Homecoming weekend. And I'm holding your incredibly cliché poetry books hostage so we can make a trade as soon as possible. I don't hate you or anything like that it's just when you don't even take ownership for what you've done, that's when I just have to let you go. If you have that unexplained need to hate my guts, let me know because I'm sick of trying. I'm not the one with the problem here, love. I knew it. Your new girlfriend is ugly. I've definitely got more game than her. So I wish you the most average and uneventful life possible.
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