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Cara

loves: black and white photography. poetry. vintage stores. thunderstorms. good ambience. fairytales. disneyworld. black kohl and fuschia lipstick. red and purple skittles. turquoise beads. icing but not cakes. might-have-beens. the dandy warhols. within temptation. automatic loveletter. mediaeval baebes. troy. interview with a vampire. the oc. making 11:11 wishes. purple glitter. mermaids. my-little-ponies. magic.

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Monday, August 25, 2008
hello, old friend. 8:00 AM


rant in defense.


Nobody, but nobody messes with my mates.

Look, sweetheart- if you've got something to say, then say it to my friend's face- and gosh for crying out loud; using somebody else's name as an alibi is so four years ago.
If there's one thing I hate; it's little girls who let their little infatuations with other girls' boyfriends (note: while the guys are still other girls' boyfriends) play over and over in their little heads like some tin-canny movie (the kind you can get at 3 for ten dollars) and have the audacity to flesh out what little moves they've got in some pathetic attempt to lure the guy over

gosh who're you trying to kid?

honey he doesn't love you
you're a convenient distraction
spell it with me: you're D-I-S-P-O-S-A-B-L-E
and folding him a thousand little paper stars isn't romantic-
it's the last word in stupidity.
maybe when you grow up you'll learn that throwing yourself at other girls' boyfriends isn't exactly the best way to go;
and most certainly not when you run into girls like us,
because honey- we have every intention of making ourselves a pain in your arse.


so back off my friend, please,
and next time; think twice before you lay your fingers on someone else's man
because "boyfriend stealer" would make a nice addition to tomorrow night's menu.