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July 27, 2017
7/28: The birthday of a dear old friend. I say that with a bit of sarcasm. What kind of friend waits until you break up with your boyfriend, then snatches him up without a word to you? She thought I hated her. No, I didn't hate her. I was just suspicious and I was obviously right to me. Honestly, she could have asked for my boyfriend. I would have given him to her as a charitable donation. (If that's not the mark of a true-blue bitch, I don't know what is.) I'm tired of people thinking that I hate them.