March 20th, 2008


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dear hottie at the gym,
its not that i don't want to talk to you, i just sort of have a boyfriend. hope you don't find anyone else to stare at while i'm in florida next week.

dear boyfriend,
stop saying "i'm surprised you haven't gotten sick of me yet". i have. i need this vacation, not just from ohio but from begging you to actually BE my boyfriend. this just feels like bill all over again. its not that i dont like you, cause i really do. i just wish you liked you. and i wish you liked do anything. like have fun. or anything really. i'd say don't miss me too much, but i know you won't anyways.