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I close my eyes and I can see you dead. (slowmotionheart) wrote,
@ 2003-09-25 16:56:00
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    well well well.
    Today was an okay day. Normal regular day at school. I felt kind of crappy today, because of what happened last night. I guess I will get into the story. James, George,Dylan, and I were playing this dumb game where you go around and say everything you hate and like about the person. When it got to James to say why he loved me, he said all physical stuff. like for example ''your hot, i like it when you draw pictures of me, i like it when you smile, and bounce around'' and Im like "what about my personality?" and hes like "what about it?" and im like "do you like anything about my personality?" and hes like ''that is your personality, you look hot, smile and bounce around'' I was in shock. According to James I am a hot emotionless blob. That is the WORST.

    Well he apologized about a million times to me. And wrote me a note saying how much he loved me and why. but they were still a little off. It makes me question him a lot. I don't think he really likes me that much..even though he says he does. I dont know.

    well, anyways. im waiting for CRAP


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