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My names Maddie.
I look at life as having endless possibilities. And I don't let others tell me different. I have all different kinds of friends and I won't judge you on what you look like. Meaning, your hair, clothes, or age has no affect on me what-so-ever. I'll love you for who you are, inside and out.
I keep a diary, and I don't care how cheesy it sounds. I like to look back on my life, because it reminds me of all the love, hate, pain, and good times I've been through. I don't complain about my life now and if you ever meet me, you'll come to find i never do. I live life as it comes, so I pretty much NEVER plan anything.
High school. The topic EVERYONE dreads, but not me. You learn how to take care of yourself in high school. As much as it hurts, you become grown. You learn that the friends you had, turn into bitches, and the ones you've kept have meant the world to you. You laugh, you cry, and you fight your way through, but once it's gone, it's never coming back, so you need to have fun.
I'm a writer. And I don't steal peoples stuff. So that means, if I find something of mine somewhere else than where I've put it, it gives me a right to have a lawsuit. Plagiarism is a crime and I will put the judge into action if it happens to me.
I'm not fake, and I really dislike Fake people. There is nothing wrong with being yourself. And I really stress on that. I don't want to have to look at a new friend and wonder if they're lying straight to my face.
To come to think of it, I'm pathetic. Just like everyone else. People will never stop hating me, and I will never have a moment in life where theres not a rumor going around about me. I won't fall in love for a very long time, because I'm only 15. I have a whole life ahead of me. People will never stop talking about me, and calling me names. And you know what? I really don't care. I like being the center of peoples attention and it means nothing to me when they sit there and think up horrible stuff. Yes, i hook up with people. Its because I'm a teenager. I drink, I party, I have a good time, and I honestly could care less if people hate me.
The simplest things make me happy. Like bottle caps. I love them.
I love to get dressed up on Friday nights to go to Starbucks and drink lattes with my friends. I like to go to concerts and run around and laugh. I laugh as much as I breath and no one will ever take that away from me. I don't stress about the little things, I fix them. I love to paint, and draw, and I love Broadway.
Im very random at times, but that's what makes girls, girls. And I'm very proud of being a girl.
I live off of nothing. I can't afford to eat the same as everyone else, dress the same as everyone else, do my hair and make-up the same way, and act the same way. I like myself for who I am and thats the way every other teenager should be. I don't let men get in the way of anything. They're nothing but penises on a pole, and when the right one comes, he comes. But I'm in no big rush.

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Well, my bf has a little drinking problem. Its not all the time, but when he starts he cant stop, but hes not dependant on drinking. He doesnt do it all the time. Well, one time he said he went to a poker party. I went out to a club with my girlfriends. While i was there, i danced with my girls. Well, this particular club had like little beds with a sheer curtain around it for people to hook up. Well, i saw this girl getting a little friskey with a guy, like shed known him for a while, well they closed the big black curtain, but before that she took off her clothes and so did he. I thought i saw my boyfriends face so i ran up there and i peeked through the black curtain. I saw the back of the guys head having sex with the girl, well he had long brown hair like my bf. I didnt want to seem like a pervert if it wasnt my bf, so i crept to the other side and saw it was my bf!!! I ripped open the curtains and was like WTF JAKE and hes like katie, come join, i love threesomes! and i was like WERE OVER. The next day he called me and didnt remember anything at all! I told him about it, and hes like well i was at my friends but i started drinking, and we ended up at the club...then all black, then i woke up in the club with no shirt on. I dont know what to do. I was like well were over, and he showed up with flowers, the next day with candy, the next with a diamond necklace. I think he really wants me back. Should i take him back, or kick him to the curb??

Well.
I wouldnt take him back,
only becaseu if that happens, and he cheats on you while hes drunk, chances are he'll do it again and not remember that either.
But yeah
its your decision though. You've gotta figure out if you want him back after what he did to you, or if you dont want him back.
you know?

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(Rating: 4) yeah thanks

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