Tuesday
My true feelins poured out. Some in code.
Ok honestly we'd BOTH be better off just as friends. what i would give to run back senior-ing and winter track-ing. DAMN I WISH I COULD CURSE BUT PEOPLE GET MAD AT ME FOR SOME REASON!!!! nOW I just feel awful that i'm breaking another heart DAMMIT DAMMIT CRAPLOAD ORF SHIT i wish this never happened. I swear i will do as i promised my frends go up to senior and ask him to do my taxes if everything just is ALRIGHT with the two of us. but i don't know if it can be. Ever. I mean, look at Dustin. He's like the pharmacist on Desperate Housewives. Sneaking into the lady's house and planning out a devious scheme just cuz he can't be with her. DAMMIT I AM JUST GONNA END UP LIKE THEM AREN'T I i think poor dustin needs a cake. AND I NEED SOME COKE AND CAFFINE or else i will start singing.
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