ex-boyfriends

can we PLEASE just win this game?

October 15, 2005 at 14:02 pm · 3 comments

my lord. i have just experienced the weirdest 24 hours ever. yesterday after dinner with dave i was feeling really good and decided to go get my car out of lot 91 so i could go home either after midnight madness or this morning, depending on how tired i was. so i get to my [...]

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everyone’s a fiend.

October 10, 2005 at 23:16 pm · 6 comments

all summer and then some…and once again i’ve come up empty-handed. yet this is the easiest thing i’ve ever done. mostly i’m disappointed in who you’ve become…disappointed in who all my friends seem to have become. everyone is a fiend for alcohol. and yes, that used to be me. i used to be the one [...]

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i’m just like you, i know you know.

September 18, 2005 at 20:58 pm · 1 comment

even in my dreams, you’re always telling me what i can’t do.

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you don’t mean anything to me, either.

September 11, 2005 at 1:40 am · 6 comments

a certain freshman may owe me a few dollar or now next year. or maybe tomorrow morning. this is officially too hard right now. bye. i got too involved tonight. owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. pow the record, yes, you are cute. and down.

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my permanent accessory

March 4, 2005 at 20:13 pm · 0 comments

“would you please forgive me? for while i cannot love myself, i’ll use something else.” tomorrow i’m leaving to go far, far away (mérida, mexico). lately i’ve been having these pangs of loneliness. i surround myself with all of these wonderful new people and hope that magically one day i will be happy. this plan [...]

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Protected: what difference does it make?

January 15, 2005 at 17:49 pm · 0 comments

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Protected: the mirage of an oasis

January 6, 2005 at 18:10 pm · 0 comments

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it’s always you in my big dreams.

October 5, 2004 at 14:52 pm · 6 comments

i’m a little distracted today. i left my history class (alone) and was unlocking my bike when it dawned on me that someone was talking to me. so i look up and sean’s standing right there. what did he just say? i’m thinking to myself. i didn’t want to make a fool of myself so [...]

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miss me in your living room

August 8, 2004 at 21:03 pm · 0 comments

there is nothing left between us and i am not sure if that should make me happy or sad. i know i said i would stop thinking about you, stop writing these words to you … but it’s so hard because you were so many first everythings. i don’t know how i felt so at [...]

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the letter

July 14, 2004 at 11:07 am · 0 comments

yesterday a letter arrived in my mailbox, and my stomach has not stopped catapaulting since. what does it all mean? why yesterday? why now? what does this mean to you? what do i mean to you? today i’m going to meet you. & i am terrified.

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