The bully isn't anyone that I have mentioned so far Propecia..

It was actually Jane...

I used to call HC and compare myself to JN, like who's prettier. I saw her as a huge treat due to her popularity. I think she liked you although I really didn't have any basis on that. I guess I just thought she was so capable and popular that you had to notice her and like herBest Restaurants in Hong Kong.

HC would say that JN and I equaled in looks due to something about our side profile. I think HC said I had a prettier face but Jane had something else. I don't recall. But I do know that JN is shorter than me.

Now to do a comparison in our twenties, we were clearly not in the same league. She doesn't have long wavy hair nor curves. She was cute, but certainly wasn't classy. (Ok, maybe I got a little trampy at times in my short skirt too.)

I don't know how it got started between me and JN. I just knew, according to HC (who notices everything) that Ben would follow JN like a little puppy dog, and indeed he did. I think JN really enjoyed being in the center of attentionip networking services.

Somehow JN mocked me and looked down on me aveeno baby hk. She was popular and she was in MSI and she was on the volleyball team.

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ah, its your wify's birthday again. What are you getting this time? I hope not Tiffany's again... I think you guys were married at age 26. Don't you think that is way too early? You are nuts. You marry way too young. WHAT"S THE RUSH??? have you even seen the world? sure, you did see it later.

I guess it is better to have someone than not, to see the world with. You missed her that much that you drove all the way with sonny to see her cross continental. Very chivalrous. Did I tell you I hate you both?? stop reading my tormented soul!! why, are you hooked? are you offended enough yet??

Yeah, I'm a wretched soul alright, with all these unrequited (another word she taught me) feelings and these outbursts.. you see how much impact you two had on me?? burned, scarred and charred... those memories cannot erase nor can the injuries heal. I'm beautiful, but underneath it all, I am full of scabs that always keep me mindful of why and how.....

this torment even comes haunting at night...I think you owe it to me to have a conversation. Do it while I still look good, please.....

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