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[04 Mar 2008|11:38pm] |
when i was like 14 i started talking to this guy online. he was awesome, i could tell him anything. he lives about an hour away from me, and i always wanted to meet him so bad for the slim chance that maybe we'd get into a relationship or something. he was just one of those people i could tell all my problems to and he would make me feel so much better. well, i lied to him about what i looked like and blah blah blah cuz i was a dumbass but whatever. so finally like a year and a half ago i sent him a picture of me. the real me. and we stopped talking. i was completely deceitful to him, so i don't blame him. anyway, my boyfriend and i went to guitar center the other day and low and behold, who the fuck is selling my boyfriend his guitar strings? none other than this guy i talked to for three freaking years.
i miss him, he was almost like my best friend. i'm just glad to see that he's still alive and kicking and in a job he likes. and i wish i could just tell him that even though we don't talk, i'm so so so happy to see that he's doing ok. and i hope that if he noticed it was me, he thought the same thing.
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