I have the head cheerleader I dated (who killed my high school career) send me a friend request. She didn't recall any of what she did then and I hadn't seen/heard from her since then. Turns out she went on a coke fueled bender for a few years until she found teh jeebus and now she's in a miserable relationship.Not too long out of high school she wound up doing some time for a DUI/Vehicular Homicide. Seems the bus fare she got when she stepped out of the prison was only good for a one way trip to crazy town.
It's like watching Jerry Springer only you know the guests personally. No matter how bad a day I have, it makes me feel a little better about it every time.
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