Oh hai.

Oh hai there...
This is my blog. Welcome to it.
This is the disclaimer for reading my blog:
I am an emotional teenage girl. I am a teenage girl. We get way too invested in stuff that probably will hurt us in the end. We're stupid. We fall for boys too easily. Every stereotype i can think of is supposed to go right here. So don't judge me, because I won't judge you. I have a relationship with God, but i need to grow it. And my friends are helping me do that... Shout out to Bethani. <3 I think this is the end of my disclaimer.
Okay, continue reading. But bear in mind. This stuff is on my blog because i need to vent or share something with a few people, NOT because i want the world to know. It's here because it's stuff i can't tell my family or church friends, or even some school friends. It's here so you guys can know the real me.
Okay, now that i've been all deep and sentimental and crap, enjoy. :)

Friday, January 20, 2012

Returned Shout Out

Katie,
I know a lot has changed, and I'm fairly sure most of it was my fault.
Granted, I'm not gonna be as good with words in this post as you were in your Shoutout, but I'll do my best.

Basically, I agree with everything you said. Say. Whatever. I was a bitch, but that's us, remember?
If you really do remember, I love you forever.
Also, I apologize for the Padre trip, but honestly? Yeah, our friendship did hit a rocky road there, but we made it through. Yeah, things went downhill after that, but we sorta, kinda patched things up.
For the record, I really hate the term 'former best friend.' We were best friends, we are best friends, and we will be best friends, because that's just who we are.
We're strong, crazy, awesome girls, because that's how God made us.
We're ridiculous, romantic, idiotic girls, because that's what we are.
We're best friends, because that's who we are.

I accept full blame for whatever happened then and will happen in the future and is happening now, and I sincerely apologize for everything I put you through, and I hope you can forgive me.
I still love you, Sweene-Weene.
(Gaw, this sounds like a break-up post. Ah well.)
And if you love me too, let me know.
Very rarely does a day go by when I don't think about you, and I wouldn't make this crap up.

All my love and whatnot,

Oi

PS: We are cheesy. Get over it.
PSS: I really hate the term former best friend. Just a reminder.

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