I feel like Poo.

My Uber Emails.

Finally got around to pasting em'

Remember that Mally? It's all true. And I'm sorry if I made you mad or whatever. Sara was going to pay for it, she didnt want you to die either. If wanting to protect you is so bad, then shoot me. And just so you know, yes, I was jealous of Bertie. She came, she went, then all of a sudden, she reappeared again, and you replaced me. I guess you just don't need me. But I love you to pieces and I miss you. So much. It hurts to lose a best friend, but that's 2 now, and there's such a big gaping hole in me. It's like I've lost an organ or something. You're my drug Mally, you're all I need to get by. Just remember how much you mean to me. Maybe how much I used to mean to you. Remember how much fun we used to have. Remember when we used to rock out to Mariah Carey after school. Remember how I drew that funny little picture of you, and remember that photo of me and you. Looking in different directions. But we belonged. Remember that I love you. I will always be here for you. I can't believe our friendship has broken over drugs, but if you feel like that, it's your decision. It's my birthday on Sunday, and my party on saturday. I would be honoured if you were there.


Izzy.

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Hey Mally..

Today was the day that you wern't here, and I missed you so much. Nothing is the same without you, and I love you so much.

I have done some more stuff on my website, and I have created an online diary and stuff on my home page of it, I havn't finished it yet, but if you want to have a look at it so far its, www.x-beebie-x.piczo.com In my online diary I have wrote quite abit about you in it, I miss you so much Mally. When are you back?

I need you.

I had exams today, as you know. I had French, R.E and English, they all went okay apart from French. Erughhhh...

Please email me back, I need to hear from you.
I love you.

Loads and loads of love,

                    Your bestest friend ever.

Hope your having a nice time xx

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Hey Mally Gurl,

              Eruughhhhh...I'm missing you. You wont even understand how much. I am sorry if Im being so clingy with you..I just love you. Im sorry.



Every song i listen, in my head im lyke somehow linking it to you.

It's lyke my head consists of:

Mally Mally Mally Mally Mally Mally Mally Mally Mally etc.

When are you back? Text me or ring me, or email me as soon as you get this email, I need to here from you, I hope you are okay.

Lots of love,

Someone.

Who.

Is.

Missing.

You.

Alot!



HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA, I JUST ASKED MATT WHAT YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS WAS AND HE SAID : "FRACTURES FAIRY"

I WAS LIKE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

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The last two were from bertie..

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Hey Mal
m guessing that you are ill, so I thought I'd try to cheer you up by telling you a true story.
There was a man who had a mouse in his house and he had tried for weeks to catch it. He set up traps and laid down posion. No matter what he did he couldnt catch it. Then one day he made a fire in his garden to burn some rubbish. To his suprise the mouse was running round his garden. After some scrapping and running he had this tiny mouse pinched between his fingers. "right you little bastard" he said. "Welcome to your cremation". With a flick of the wrist the rodent was in the fire and burning to death. To the mans horror it suddenly lept out of the fire and ran into his house, flames leaping off his fur as he did so. 30 Minutes and 4 fire engines later all that remain of the mans house was the ash covered floor.
Now there are times in your life when you think "Why the hell did I do that". Just imagine how this poor guy felt.

(There were no animals hurt in the making of this true story, apart from the mouse who incidently burned to death and the owner of the house who proceeded to pull his hair out shouting "why, why, why" for a week)

Get better soon
Martyn xxx

martyn

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I cant be bothered anymore..

I didnt see the whale, Jess.
It died.





Me and my father had a shopping trip in oxford circus.
Anybody who knows me, will realise,
How weird that is.



Me: So, You want to buy me that twirl?
Dad:...Yes.
Me: Yeah, Thats what I thought.

YOU MAKE ME HAPPY.

Well, today was just full of interesting conversations. Let me be cool and write them down.


At the same time : Ian: Are you going to the form room? 
                           Me: I like Tash's Ass...

Ian: ...What?
Me:....Yes.
Ian:...Its like Madonnas.
Me: Wtf lmao.
Ian: Have you seen that ?
Me: The new video?
Ian: Yesh...
Me: Well whats her ass like ? :/
Ian: Sort of "Handlebarish"
Me: Wtf is "Handlebarish?"
Ian: Its just a uh...ass...describing term...Lmao uhmm.
Me:...Yeah im going to the form room.

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Me and bertie were in the lunch que, and there was one last Jacket potatoe left. There was also one other guy infront of us.


Me: Dont even think about getting that Jacket potato, thats Our Lunch.
Boy:...Ummm :$
Me: Just get something else please.
Boy: *To the lunch person* Um can I have a hot dog and chips please.
Me:...GREAT CHOICE MAN. WELL DONE, MAN, I WOULD LOVE A HOT DOG AND CHIPS. GOOD CHOICE.


As soon as it was my turn, the lunch lady bought in a huge tray of them in.

There's nothing believable in being honest
So cover your lies up with another promise

I went through a very fun stage of my life,
When I would stay up till around 4:00Am
Drawing pictures
On A4 peices of paper, While listening to RANCID.
Now, I stay up and I worry. I dont draw pictures, but if I do, I draw them in a Sexy A3 Pad.
Everything is so overrated.

DEFINITION OF THE DAY


EURO BOY WHORE.:: one of thoes boys from sweeden, usually called gunther, who blows air into his willy in a vein attempt at makin it bigger and increasing his chances of getting laid, or in most cases, an std.