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Lol, I know you guys are just saying shit so that I would reply back to your dumbass comments. Well, this is the last time I’m going to address this matter and I’m going to be completely immature about it too, because I just feel like cursing you mother bitches out.

Firstly, you were too fucking close to my boyfriend. That is that; end of story. Don’t try to say, “oh it’s just a picture.” No, bitch. How did that picture happen? You obviously had to wrap your arms around him first before digitally photographing that. So don’t tell me it’s just a picture, because a photograph doesn’t happen out of nowhere. And you said that you wouldn’t care if your boyfriend took picture with other girls, as long as he doesn’t touch her nor hold her? (Something like that.) Well, my boyfriend wasn’t the problem. I’ve never had problems with my boyfriend being too handsy, it was always the girl’s problem. You were the one that was on him, so your comment was invalid. You know damn well that if a girl you didn’t know wrapped her arms (or even something remotely more than a “hands on each others’ shoulder/waist”) around his neck, that girl would be on your watch list. 

Secondly, your friends. What a bunch of grammatically challenged (I’m not going to go too far) people.. We are in high school. You would’ve think that we’d be used to capitalization, commas and punctuation by now but you’d be so wrong. All they’re trying to do is get a good laugh from me, well I’m sad to say that I’m giving them the attention they’re looking for. But why? Because they’re a bunch of dumb asses that can’t understand that their friend was too fucking close to my boyfriend. I don’t care if that’s normal to you or not, but it’s not to me so just stick to doing that shit with other guys. Just don’t touch my boyfriend. 

Thirdly, I’m not jealous; I never was jealous. I’m just trying to get my point across and to let you understand that you were too fucking close to my boyfriend. How many times do I have to say that for your brain to comprehend that? You were too fucking close to my boyfriend. John isn’t the best looking guy out there, nor is he the kind of guy that every single girl will want to “get at.” Even so, there are a select few out there who will just try anything with any guy, and I’m not saying that you are one of them. But he is my boyfriend, and I’m just making sure that you know that he is off limits to those kinds of “pictures” with other girls. 

I just know that one of your other friends will see this and show you and you’ll be all upset and post more Facebook statuses about it or something, and I don’t care. I’m done with you. Call me a bitch, call me crazy, call me what you may, but just be sure to know that you were too fucking close to my boyfriend. So stay away from him next time if you don’t want his crazy girlfriend to go crazy again. 

Awkward moment, my ass. 

I can’t go to John’s graduation, and that breaks my heart. Not only that, he’s not the only one that I want to see graduate. There’s Henry and Billy, who through thick and thin and all those days that they’ve skipped, and make up hours, they’ve managed to be able to walk across that stage with their high school diplomas waiting for them. John, I know he feels so proud to be walking across that stage also, after all of his struggles, he too can say that he’s done it. I wanted to be there to scream out his name, to proudly see my boyfriend accept his diploma, and congratulate him afterwards when I see him. Not being able to witness this or celebrate with him and our friends afterwards is truly breaking my heart.

These past two years at Haltom, all I’ve ever know was John. At school, I looked forward to seeing him, I look forward to holding his hand and walking to class. He switched backpacks with me when mine was too heavy. He bought me juice boxes and called me a child. He took care of me, like no guy has ever taken care of me before. He’s my John. I’m going to miss him so much when he leaves. He’s not going far, but it’ll still be hard for us to meet regularly. I do hope that whatever may happen, our love will never fade.

Prom

Tonight was a lot of fun. I was kind of nervous and scared because I can’t dance, and I’m not really good friends with the seniors. But I just let loose and danced like a retard with John, and what-do-ya know? I have a lot of seniors friends! Aha I love them. I got so many compliments tonight and overall, it was just a damn great night. I’m really happy to have spent it with my baby. <3