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my mom said she made lasagna and I should come get some, I non verbally told her to piss off she called me rude. turns out it’s not homemade lasagna like I thought it’s warmed up frozen lasagne. I hate my life
Last year of High School! New Year of College!
I’m making new friends and experiences. I’m coming out of my shell again and I’m scared it’s gonna happen again. I can believe someone would do that to me. I used to be friend with this girl named E. E and I met through a friend named V and they were in friend group consisting of E, V, G and H. From time to time I would hangout with them at school. And during my last year of high school I fully integrated them as I had no other friend group, we did puzzles together, we ate fast food together, we played dnd in a group and eventually that group and a few other students decide to rent a limousine for prom. A group chat was created to make the communication about the limousine more simpler. V wasn’t part of the group much in the last year of high school. E and I got closer in that year and even had planned to match for prom. I learned more about H and even went to their house once and met their dog. E and G had a fall out and both said things that can be regretful and H as...
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