flower girl.

"she wants to touch me wahoo.
she wants to love me wahoo...
don't trust a ho.
never trust a ho.
won't trust a ho."

i have to admit it. i lied. when i said it was alright if they were friends. she was after all his best friend. i lied right through my teeth and this is what i get. i'm pretty ticked off.

i've known R since 7th grade. she wasn't exactly my friend, more of a friend's friend. i don't know if it was her personality or just first impressions but i was never really fond of her. we knew of one another but never talked and that was that.

sophomore year after D came out of his year long relationship, R became his closest friend. people started talking. soon D found himself denying rumors about R being his girlfriend. that summer D asked me out and things turned out the way they did. he mentioned it to her maybe late august/early september. her grandmother died and that was that. she moved to cerritos.

however, ladies and gentleman there is a twist in this plot. after all i'm not merely rambling about nonsense. no, this here is a rather interesting.

JRA is her real name but everyone calls her R. the epitome of academic superiority. a softball player, school genius, ohh and let's not forget "closet whore" so she said herself.

she sickens me. i hate fakes. if there's one thing i hate it's fakes.

D and R were talking a few days back when she said something that struck him.
"the thought of us excites me. but i know it would have to be in secret....i want to be your dirty little secret."

honestly R? is that it? ha! that's pathetic flower child.
but that's not what ticks me. here's the part i hate.
D and R had been talking about private intimate stuff amongst themselves like every best friend does and she told him what "excites' her boyfriend. (catch my drift) well D told her that long socks and messy hair got him. well R did the one thing you never do. a picture with her hair messy, wearing nothing but a long tee, and long sock saying "because i know what you like."

and this my friends is where things get good.

months before she had apologized for being obsessed with D and said that she understood that he had a girlfriend and wanted to remain friends. D accepted the apology and thus this story begun.

D told me his dilemma and i brushed it off as i always do. but when i saw that picture my stomach turn inside out. and i felt the cold touch of jealousy.

G told me how bad of a person R was. a wolf in sheep's clothing. that's exactly what she is.

R i'm writing this as a warning.
just don't. you have absolutely no idea what you're getting yourself into and honestly kid i could less if you appear to be miss good girl and i end up looking like a bitch. just stop it. it's not worth it. you're humiliating yourself and you've lost any sense of respect i had for you. if you deliberately continue to do this crap, which you probably will, don't be upset with the outcome.


when you come knocking on my door, you better believe that i'll open the goddamn thing.