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[28 Nov 2006|12:34am] |
i think i have letting people go issues.
i can never let someone close to me go,
unless i can try to quickly 'replace' them.
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[28 Nov 2006|12:37am] |
i never look people in the eye because i feel like if i do we'll HAVE to start making out, it's the next logical step after looking someone directly in the eye.
it's completly ridiculous i know.
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[28 Nov 2006|07:05am] |
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I HATE when people spell 'honey' incorrectly. It isn't 'hunny', so you can't shorten it to 'hun', thanks.
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[28 Nov 2006|08:16am] |
Dear Ryan,
You're homophobic, and you won't admitt it.
SECRET: I have a serious problem with people who hate gays.
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[28 Nov 2006|10:23am] |
I love London... i wouldnt change it, and i have no desire to move...
But the people here are nothing but vile, evil, stuck-up bastards that care for nothing.
I dont want to be included in that.
I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs and wormwood scrubs
And too many right wing meetings
Secret: I never thought my Midnight Rapist would be someone i knew so well.
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[28 Nov 2006|04:34pm] |
My secret:
I know that one day, we will be good friends.
And I look forward to it.
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[28 Nov 2006|05:39pm] |
I want a love that will never die.
I'm tired of never being enough and getting sent mixed signals.
  
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[28 Nov 2006|08:49pm] |
i really have no idea what i'll do with myself
if he doesn't feel the same way
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[28 Nov 2006|09:15pm] |
well i can't tell anyone i know about this. so im posting it here so i dont go absolutely insane.
i had sex with my ex for the first time saturday.
he was my second.
now he's not replying to my messages. or answering my calls.
i have never felt so used in my life.
i told him no, but he pressured me into it & said he 'cared about me'.
he took advantage of the fact i was emotionally vulnerable at the time
FUCK HIM. i can't believe i was naive enough to believe him.
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[28 Nov 2006|09:54pm] |
Last year for my recital we had to pick tell our instructor our sizes for our tights.
I checked the size chart so many times. 5'2" 125 pounds small/medium tights. This was the first year I'd be the same as everyone else.
When I finally got my tights I looked at the size. The teacher gave me a Large/XL
I was so offended. But I didn't say anything.
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[28 Nov 2006|10:14pm] |
ok backstory time : we went out for like 11 months and had a few fights within the first couple weeks of being broken up. after most of the fights were resolved this was our conversation.
him: hey yeah the fighting did suck alot.
me: yeah, but like even though we're not dating i still care about you alot and we should be really good friends, ya know?
him: yeah like best buddies. honestly bo(my nickname) i couldn't live without you in my life. seriously, without you as a friend i would have like nobody. oh and for the record, i don't like lindsey. never have. she's kind of a slut.
yay me right? wrong. if we were still going out today would have been our one year. this morning at mindnight i got a text saying happy anniversary. and he was being totally not dumb all day and we've been so good lately, no fights or anything. finally we had the chance to talk on the phone tonight and i was in the process of telling him about my family and how we're having some problems. he has a beep. this is our newest converstaion:
him: well can i call you back?
me: sure, who's on the other line?
him: *long pause* lindsey
me: oh, okay, that's fine i might be in bed soon though so can you call her back?
him: well so will she and she wants to talk about guitar (because apparantly my family emergency is so much less importatnt)
so i'm thinking he likes her which is great b/c i want him to be happy and all but like it suck because i still like him, i mean i am getting over him but i do still like him and it just feels like she could break a nail and the world would stop when i could brake a bone and he would ignore me.
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