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[athousandtimes]

I don't really smoke cigarettes but I did yesterday on the drive to Santa Barbara. Saturday night was terrible. And great too. The definition of bittersweet perhaps. I stayed at Michelles house after her party, which was a great party by the way, and woke up totally regretting it. And at his point it's not like we even sleep together, so the

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[piper11]

God, I keep doing the same fucking thing with this guy. He lives next door and every time I hear him move around I just want to be around him and then things get so fucked up. It's rough.

[athousandtimes]

Yeah, I feel for you, the only good thing about her living far away is that I don't have to be reminded of her all the time. My own mind is good enough at that without any help.