She get's me;

Meet Bianca Jade Nemelc

Also known as my best friend; I've lost count of how many arguements we've gotten into, how many times I've wanted to fling her out the window- Wheither it was being stuck listening to her complaining about how she's ugly cus she can't find a man (10th grade) , being a cyber pimp and bagging countless dudes THEN DEADING THEM, her complaining about physco EX's , complaining about my ex, or the most recent- Her boyfriend being an asshole. I stuck by my baybee's side; and she is the ONLY one that I cant take the complaining from- so no need for anyone else to get comfortable. She is the complete opposite of me and I guess thats were we grow on eachother, while she likes to say hello to every stranger on a street I like to curse them out, while she likes wierd punk dudes, I like em' hardcore.
She is the most territorial best friend and I love her for that.
When I find out my ex is cyber creepin', and cheatin I know my physco will be right there imen him saying:

SOfknGOREGOUS (8:28:07 PM): CAUGHT NIGGGGA YOU CAUGHT !! AHH


then maken remix's to songs like:

i bag mad niggas, fuck the one i got,
& im PRETTY SURE they can do me bettttaaa...


and the infamous bulletins like;








she is the jello tit's to my cantalopes.
ilyilyilyilyilyilyilyilyilyilyilyilyilyily.
the bad influence to my "innocence".
ilyilyilyilyilyiulyilyilyilyilyilyilyily.
& the instigator to my problems <3>

I like being the bad influence on her and her boyfriends relationship,
and Jose pretty much wants to fight me for it, but fuck it.
BIANCA WANTS BIGGER AND BETTER COLORING BOOKS.
(you know I had to Binks)

from perverted sk8r boys to joining the cool club.

from making pigs in art class to starting problems with girls lol.

from lesbian harrassment to psycho boyfriends.

from music class to cutting class.

from eating your food to MARSHALLS !

from hickeys that are your fault i got in trouble for to fresshhhh rhymes.

from fighting stephanie clinker to halloween haunted houses.

You pretty much couldn't understand our wierd lifestyle if you tried.
We make wierd freestyles, Make bulletins putting people on blast, Talk about sex way too much, and complain about boys every other hour.we've laughed at countless things, shared mucho memories, had a shitty summer job as a cashier in a supermarket, and blow kisses to eachother from across the train tracks <3

so Dear Binks,
Your the wierdest person I've ever
come across in my 17 years of living.
I love you for that.

Love Always, Desi

Youuu tighhttttttt.

Note to envious one's; If you don't like me, dont flatter yourself darling- your far from the only being who has a special liking for me. Get in line, If you don't have "haters" your doing something wrong.
P.S. I feed off of the "hate"

Letter of motivation.

Why would you do this to me?

Why would you put me in a place where I feel I need you to feel complete?

Why treat me like just another girl, when I've done so much more to make you aware your not just another guy?

You've took so much more then was given in this relationship and I let you get away with it, nd for that very reason I can find it in my heart to forgive you but I cannot find it to forget what you've done to me.

Every lie thrown at me was a dagger of reality, it taught me to be independent, and aware, independent as to where I am now my own happiness and aware of the selfish people much like yourself out there just after the joy of seeing my breakdown.

You did not take the best of me, you just barely scratched the surface, and just as every scar,

I will heal.

The difference between you and me is, I will see your name, and smile upon the good times and growth sinse you've been gone- you will see my name and die a little inside because you lost me.

You will come running back to me,But these arms that you took advantage of is no longer open for your own satisfaction.

Every girl from hear on out will just be a reminder that you lost the best thing to happend to you, and the fact that I will be happy will haunt you in your sleep. Be clear you did not break me you don't have enough power on my life to break me, I broke myself. I let someone else control my happiness setting myself up for the heartbreak to come-

And now; Nobody could break me, nobody can damage me, and best of all I cannot hurt myself no longer. I've had that moment of weakness,

-That moment where I needed to walk alone just to remind myself that I could. I found it so hard to find the courage to do this, because for some reason I saw the past better then it actually was, the present worse then it actually is, and a future without you less resolved then it will be. And after this all I can say is...

Thank you for breaking me, thank you for making me feel low and worthless, thank you for those lies, thank you for reminding me that my friends were right about you,You've taught me how to love myself without searching for the love of somebody else and for that, Thank you for creating somebody who is unbreakable.

Love always,

Desire.