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Melissa Jane Heybourn. I'm not that little girl anymore. I’ve grown up; I’ve become something everyone thought I would never be. But here I am, look at me. This is me.
I might be a drama queen sometimes, but hey! That's me, so just deal with it.
ohohoh, I love God, my family and my awesome friends.

“Never let the fear of striking out, keep you from playing the game.”
— A Cinderalla Story

for life isn't long, make the best of it,
love yourself, love others
Thursday, December 15, 2011

Past few days I've been rather sad, cause I mean, after all the flirting me and Oreo did, I really thought it meant something. But I guess not. He was just using me. He played me. It made me even more mad for the fact that I was his close friend, and he was mine, and he decided that he could just play with my feelings. Like, if he wanted to play a girl, it should've been some other girl, not me. To him it was nothing, but to me, I really thought it was something, because I really liked him. But I'm totally over it, like this whole situation was way too overrated anyway. I mean, my feelings for him are still here, but they're smaller, like, I don't like him as much as I use to. I guess its because he broke my heart, without even knowing, without even thinking. But yeah, like I said, I'm not sad about this anymore, I don't know why, I'm just not anymore. Which was really good, cause I did what I had to, to settle it all, to give us both some space. And with something bad ending, something good starts ;)


7:04 PM love like there's no tomorrow

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