today, is gonna be the day
Margaret and I have been talking almost every day. I love it. I hope that after we graduate we will end up living together somewhere.
My sister is in college.
Andrew is my best buddy. My mom and Margaret say that I am in love with him, and that he is in love with me, but I don't think so. I guess we'll just wait and see. Our relationship as it stands is exactly as if we were together, except that neither of us have gotten any in months.
If I could acquire another man, preferably a DECENT ONE, I think that would help the situation along a little bit. I think that we are both just getting on with our lives, but if we end up together one day that would probably be allright.
I really need some. It's all I can think about in class, and at work, and walking back and forth, and all the time.
I was dating this guy for a couple months over the summer, but it didn't work out. I like to start talking about it, but once I say his name...I get a little miss-him/hate-him queasy and then I don't want to talk about it anymore. This is okay because no one is going to ask me any questions.
My mom is upset that her two kids ran off and left her to go to college. Rachel left her car at the house, and my mom cleaned it out and found Rachel's boyfriend's bowl. I called Rachel to tell her, because I heard about it first, and she said, "Fuck. FUCK!"
I have two kittens. They match. (They're brothers.)
My sister is in college.
Andrew is my best buddy. My mom and Margaret say that I am in love with him, and that he is in love with me, but I don't think so. I guess we'll just wait and see. Our relationship as it stands is exactly as if we were together, except that neither of us have gotten any in months.
If I could acquire another man, preferably a DECENT ONE, I think that would help the situation along a little bit. I think that we are both just getting on with our lives, but if we end up together one day that would probably be allright.
I really need some. It's all I can think about in class, and at work, and walking back and forth, and all the time.
I was dating this guy for a couple months over the summer, but it didn't work out. I like to start talking about it, but once I say his name...I get a little miss-him/hate-him queasy and then I don't want to talk about it anymore. This is okay because no one is going to ask me any questions.
My mom is upset that her two kids ran off and left her to go to college. Rachel left her car at the house, and my mom cleaned it out and found Rachel's boyfriend's bowl. I called Rachel to tell her, because I heard about it first, and she said, "Fuck. FUCK!"
I have two kittens. They match. (They're brothers.)