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Just finished a pretty good book called "Dumping Billy." Too bad it was all about love and Brooklyn and Manhattan and all that stuff. Saddies :( I really should have just given up hope on Sunday but instead, as much as I tell myself there's no way I'm getting this phone call, I have this feeling it still might happen. My gut tells me to shut the hell up and give up. My heart is saying to just keep on hoping. Whatever. There's just no way for me to get in touch with him, no AOL, no phone number, nothing. That's what happens when you screw something up 4 years ago. It bites you in the ass.
*Waiting is the worst part of life. Having something worth waiting for, however, might just be the best*
*Waiting is the worst part of life. Having something worth waiting for, however, might just be the best*