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[sid] => 51695
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Mates Can Be So Cruel!
[time] => 2004-06-13 07:45:58
[hometext] => These are some things my best mate said when I fell out with her. It’s another reason that drove me to that roof. O.k. I should ditch her I know, but she compared to my other mates she’s not that bad.
[bodytext] => Am I a freak? ‘Coz that’s what she called me. “A pathetic freak”. And said that no one likes me. She called me a *****, Said she wishes I’d just die. Said to go slit my wrists, Or she’d punch out my lights! She called me a slag, And a retarded slut, She went on and on, Slagging me off. Calling me things, That “I’M NOT!” Then we made up… Then fell out again. And she wouldn’t stop, Or get out of my face. It makes me wonder, Why I keep friendships, ‘Coz she’s just a user. With a foul lip! So now, that’s another mate gone. Did I, do some thing wrong? Is it just me? Is it my fault? Should I keep living. In verbal assault? Sometimes I do answer back, That I’ll admit, Why should I care? When she treats me like *****? But the fact is I do, I just live with it. I ain’t got much else, But a meg-mouthed mate, THAT CAN GO SKITS! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 32 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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