This situation is so immature; if you have something to say to me, if you have a problem (or anything else for that matter) with me, have the balls to say it to my face. Otherwise, get out. You have no right to whine about anything if you don’t have the audacity to speak with me about it first. I don’t need you, and I definitely don’t need your shit. I can choose who I associate with, and its not for you to decide to what extent I associate with them (friends, deeper relationships, what have you) that’s my choice and that ball is in my court . Regardless of any reason you try to justify it with (appearance, personality, whatever), regardless of these, or any factors, its still my decision. 

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lanadelrose:

Me

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provings:

discovers:

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disclusion:

highmiranda:

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ofcourse you put a heart because you are a slut xo^

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