In addicted and I jut can't get enough... I just can't get enough I just can't get enough I'm addicted and I just can't get enough I just can't get enough-black eyed peas I'm addicted to this dontcha knoooww it's my toxic duhduhduhduhduhduhduhduhduhduh Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Duhdudhduhduhdudududuhud -Brittany Spears THEN I SHALL GET A HANGOVER WHAOOOO I'VE BEEN DRINKING TOO MICH FO SUURE I GOT A HANGOVER WHAOOOOO I GOT AN EMPTY CUP WANTING FOR MOOAAR -I have no ideA Then I will want more again. your thread is my drug -ke$ha Although I changed some of the words.... But that's cuz I'm addicted to the threAddddd! Sorry for spamming
Rick's point of view: "You'll send her a text?" Dale asked. "That's the plan!" I said confidently, "If you cannot talk to her face-to-face, why not text her? Right?" "Mmm." Dale mumbled as he looked away. "Why? Is it not good?" I asked curiously. "I did not say that it is NOT good, but what I'm saying is that it is not THAT good." Dale explained. "Huh? What do you mean? Are you half-asleep?" I joked. It was 4:34 am anyway. "What I mean is... BE CREATIVE!" Dale exclaimed and then gave out a big, long yawn. "Rick, I have to go now. My parents may be worried sick right now." "Alright, man. Thanks for everything." I said and watched him walk away. So, if I can't do texts, how about... I have an idea. "Miss, may I borrow a pen and some bond papers?" I requested to the nurse-in-charge. She looked at me skeptically. "Alright." she said and handed me the materials. I got on my knees and faced the door of Chelsea's room. Here it goes... My hands were shaking as I held out the pen. I have never done this before. "Dear Chelsea..." *crumples paper* *grabs new paper* "Hi, Chelsea!" *crumples paper* *grabs new paper* "'Sup?" *crumples paper* This is hopeless. I have never written a letter before. This is just too hard. "Wasting paper?" the nurse-in-charge called out. "I'm sorry." I replied. She walked towards me. "What are you doing here, young man? You have been here for 2 hours already." the nurse said. "It's just that..." I trailed off. My mind's blank because of lack of sleep. "I hope she knows what you're doing for her." the nurse gently said as she smiled. "I also hope..." I answered, drifting to sleep. Little did I know... that the door infront of me... swung open.
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