So this is what it's like after graduation. The school and the girl you hate most call your house and accuse you of stealing a stupid shirt that you just happen to have. It's not my problem you lost your shirt. Just because I have the same one doesn't mean that I stole it. We talked about it at school already. I already told you where and when I got it and even had a witness to say that he was there when I got it. Honestly that is the most ridiculous thing that could have ever happened. Then I text you and talk about it and you say to me that it would be something that I would lie about. What about everyone else in the class? They don't ever lie about shit. Seriously this is not how I was looking to spend my summer, and now my parents think I'm a lying thief. Thank you KANYON SMITH. I hate you I really really do. Don't pull the pitty card either because your hurting me I haven't purposely done any shit to you. End of story. GOOD BYE YOU FUCKING NO GOOD PEICE OF SHIT HIGH SCHOOL CLASS (except for a select few).