Sunday, January 3rd, 2010
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5:38 pm
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I know I won't be talking to a few ppl again for the rest of my life. And then in May, a few more. And it feels fine. Also, I've accepted the truth. It sucks, of course but I'll deal.
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Monday, December 14th, 2009
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11:27 am
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amazing what opening my mouth can do. and just like that, I'm back on track. tytytyty&TY.
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Sunday, December 13th, 2009
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8:24 pm
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Friday, July 24th, 2009
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1:05 pm - is it better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all?
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on one hand, yes. experiencing first love has to be the greatest feeling in the world. its pure dé magical. but losing it, nothing but pain. like a never ending hopelessnesss. so, the other hand is looking like bliss right about now, i.e., no heartache. yet surely, if i can find love once, i can find it again. at least i know what to look for.
but i'd just rather it be with akeem.
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Monday, July 13th, 2009
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6:04 pm
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put me in a coma til he calls. i feel sick. omg4444444444444xinfinity.
that is all.
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Friday, July 10th, 2009
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12:57 pm
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he called wed. it relieved me for short time. but the desire to speak with him is back.
ps.
i am finding it hilarious how i miss none of my friends. its been weeks since i terminated all my friendships.
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Monday, July 6th, 2009
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8:59 pm
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Sunday, July 5th, 2009
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12:09 am
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Wednesday, July 1st, 2009
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1:53 pm
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so...a needle pulling thread, what's next?
it's all so delicate. i just want my friend back. he got me like no one else. gotta find his twitter. thinking bout showing him this, but idk. it's gotta be love. lucky i'm in love with my best friend.
current music: ticking...
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Thursday, January 1st, 2009
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2:34 pm - i think he likes me oohhh i think he likes me
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so, i told new meat about the chlamydia.
he apologized to no end.
we've been kicksin' it tuff lately.
it's been a blast.
he even took me to meet his t. jones. which was something.
see the subj.? yeah. he does.
god, he is GORGEOUS. my bad ass yellow boy. mmhmm.
he fucked me raw last night/this morning.
so gooooooood. and i'm covered in love bruises.
downside to all of this: he's talking about moving. which is something i desperately want to do, just not at this time. after school, hellz yeah. i'd go anywhere with him. now, hellz nah, nukkah. i finally got shit lined up and i can't throw it away.
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Thursday, December 18th, 2008
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9:27 am
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so, i failed to mention how i fucked ivan.
it wasn't as good as i thought it would be.
probably because he's a lot smaller than new meat.
so, with the help of trina and shaconna and davida, i'm not telling new meat nor ivan that i've got CHLAMYDIA.
this also means that new meat has been fucking someone else. 'cause i've had it a little over a week since he fucked me bareback.
i've also decided to not fuck either one of them again.
which saddens me to no end.
because, as i said before, B E S T S E X E V E R from new meat.
period.
which i haven't had!
don't know if it's the chlamydia or what.
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Wednesday, December 17th, 2008
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3:59 pm
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new meat gave me an std.
nasty ass man whore.
he's in for it tonight.
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Saturday, November 29th, 2008
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1:27 pm
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Saturday, November 22nd, 2008
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7:12 pm
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i got new meat.
he's almost 7 ft tall.
so, i think you know what that means.
yessir.
it's all in good fun.
but i'm secretly hoping it'll turn into something serious.
i really like this one.
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Wednesday, September 10th, 2008
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4:26 pm
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"but then i got high, then i got high, then i got hiiiiiiigh..."
yessir.
also, ivan hasn't been to work in, oh, i'd say about a week. c/c: a toothache. lmfao. also, an extraction due monday. i hope it was a front tooth. IF it was any tooth at all. i think he quit in secret. i got to thinking about making a burn book about, rather for twin rivers employees that i can't stand. i think they'd appreciate it. i bet choconner would help :D
my arm hurts from typing.
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Wednesday, September 3rd, 2008
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5:48 pm
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i drank with ivan friday. he left me at wal mart. in my own car. i drank with larissa and shaconna saturday. we hit his house with 4 dozen eggs.
looks like i win this round.
ps.
he knows it was me and i've been threatened. hell, i even owned up to it without selling out my accomplices, but, thanks to ivan's procrastination and hurricane gustav, all the egg has washed away.
HAHAHAHA.
put that in your boombox and press rewind, ivan.
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Wednesday, August 20th, 2008
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2:15 pm
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i have a sincere hate for facebook and an undying love for myspace simply because facebook used to be such an elitest snobby social networking site.
i have a sincere hate for myself lately too. simply because i'm being a hypocite.
that and i haven't been able to keep money in my account in awhile. lord knows it ain't going to bills.
i'm going to do better, i swear.
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Tuesday, August 19th, 2008
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9:50 pm
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we made the run. apparently he didn't get my txts. he ended up calling me. we hung/got ripped wide open. it was pleasant. i guess the weed, liquor, and promethazine took it's toll on me and it was LIGHTS OUT.
fantastic.
it's rained most of the day and i've slept.
i'm trying to figure this money thing out but i don't like to talk about stuff like that.
i'm sad that ivan didn't call me today.
it's possible i've made myself love him just because i've been around him so much and gotted used to his company.
i hate this, really.
i'm also a huge hypocrite.
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Monday, August 18th, 2008
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6:02 pm
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take it back to square one.
i guess we're friends again.
sorry to all.
except we had plans for a run to the spa today. and he hasn't text me back in over 2 hours.
DAMN HIM.
i don't know if i should wash my hair or not.
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Friday, August 15th, 2008
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4:35 pm
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i've been sick. but don't worry, it's not anthrax. it's just from smoking. well, smoking has exacerbated my illness. i'm trying to quit.
i'm also trying to quit ivan. it's turning out to be difficult. he's returning my texts and answering my drunken calls. damn him to heckfire.
speaking of heckfire, it's only like 78 degrees or so.
that's nice.
it would be even nicer if my stupid blackjack would work properly. rather, the internet on this stupid blackjack would work properly.
i <3 promethazine.
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