LEA REGINA LORENZO.
hiiii, best friend. jeezus, i don't even know where to start with you. okay, so sixth grade. things weren't anything special seeing that we were puny little kids who thought we were still fifth graders. haaaah. (: but i remember when i met you, we just clicked. yeah, it sounds kinda homo. HAH. seventh grade, i don't think we talked as much. ): boooo. eighth grade. holy shit. this was roller coaster status, ferreals. i went over to your casa for the first time for leadership. & we had to make up spirit day. i think it was sunglasses ? & you told me about your font downloads. mm, then you danced to ciara's 1,2 step. HAHAH. & i was so amazed cuhs your monitors were connected ? there were two i think. YEAAAH. and then later on in the year, we hateeeed each other. well, you hated me. -_- but it's okaaay. i remember i lived at your house that summer. & when freshman year came, i went to your house EVERYDAY to "study for bio". ahahah (: [] <= it's a circle. O <= it's a square. studying would turn into pixel land & then we'd just be on your floor literally laughing out loud. (: & everytime we thought we were drifting, we'd tell each other & then we'd go for sushi. teehee ! sophomore year was the same (: i love the fact that we hang out with completely different people yet are still able to stay this close. i cover for you, & don't trip, you don't owe me (: i love how you finally got over mussolini & moved onto popo. it's finally good to see you smile these days. especially that one time when you came to my house crying your ojos out & then we went upstairs to my room, camera whored, & then got you gayass sunglasses. oh ! & then ate gummy bears and talked "very brutally" to each other. HAHAH. you know i can trust you with anything, and vice versa. you're deff not an extermination project with my sister. you have my back, i have your's. thanks for putting up with all my shit sometimes. half my itunes is based on the songs you've intro'd me to. HAHAH. (: -dolla dolla bill !- i love you <3
hiiii, best friend. jeezus, i don't even know where to start with you. okay, so sixth grade. things weren't anything special seeing that we were puny little kids who thought we were still fifth graders. haaaah. (: but i remember when i met you, we just clicked. yeah, it sounds kinda homo. HAH. seventh grade, i don't think we talked as much. ): boooo. eighth grade. holy shit. this was roller coaster status, ferreals. i went over to your casa for the first time for leadership. & we had to make up spirit day. i think it was sunglasses ? & you told me about your font downloads. mm, then you danced to ciara's 1,2 step. HAHAH. & i was so amazed cuhs your monitors were connected ? there were two i think. YEAAAH. and then later on in the year, we hateeeed each other. well, you hated me. -_- but it's okaaay. i remember i lived at your house that summer. & when freshman year came, i went to your house EVERYDAY to "study for bio". ahahah (: [] <= it's a circle. O <= it's a square. studying would turn into pixel land & then we'd just be on your floor literally laughing out loud. (: & everytime we thought we were drifting, we'd tell each other & then we'd go for sushi. teehee ! sophomore year was the same (: i love the fact that we hang out with completely different people yet are still able to stay this close. i cover for you, & don't trip, you don't owe me (: i love how you finally got over mussolini & moved onto popo. it's finally good to see you smile these days. especially that one time when you came to my house crying your ojos out & then we went upstairs to my room, camera whored, & then got you gayass sunglasses. oh ! & then ate gummy bears and talked "very brutally" to each other. HAHAH. you know i can trust you with anything, and vice versa. you're deff not an extermination project with my sister. you have my back, i have your's. thanks for putting up with all my shit sometimes. half my itunes is based on the songs you've intro'd me to. HAHAH. (: -dolla dolla bill !- i love you <3
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