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God... this is horrible..
Apparently.. Diana thinks we don't have enough "heart-to-heart"s.. and her good friend (whom I had no opinion of until now) DOES... and the fact that she sounded so happy that she happened to be going to his state for summer vacation...
..She doesnt want me I guess...
And now, to complicate matters, Fuckhead's cousin, Erin, and I have been becoming close friends... and I've had a tiny crush on her for a while... but on the day that Diana told me all that stuff, Erin and the gang popped in, and we went to a presentation about WWII code-breaking...
And about half-way through, I couldn't stop myself thinking about Diana... and what would happen if I lost her again... which led to me thinking of Erin... etc..
So, after the reception, I had to take off early, and I guess I had been seeming kinda depressed the whole night, because she looked worried, so she went with me to the ground floor (we were on the 5th... fabulous view...) and when I was just about to walk out she said "Andrew... do you like me?"
I obviously answered yes, because I did..
We aren't together or anything... but it's become a startling reality... that we may...
So basically, I'm ripped in two... made a crappy poem about it today...
No, you can't see my shitty poetry ;\
Ugh...
Apparently.. Diana thinks we don't have enough "heart-to-heart"s.. and her good friend (whom I had no opinion of until now) DOES... and the fact that she sounded so happy that she happened to be going to his state for summer vacation...
..She doesnt want me I guess...
And now, to complicate matters, Fuckhead's cousin, Erin, and I have been becoming close friends... and I've had a tiny crush on her for a while... but on the day that Diana told me all that stuff, Erin and the gang popped in, and we went to a presentation about WWII code-breaking...
And about half-way through, I couldn't stop myself thinking about Diana... and what would happen if I lost her again... which led to me thinking of Erin... etc..
So, after the reception, I had to take off early, and I guess I had been seeming kinda depressed the whole night, because she looked worried, so she went with me to the ground floor (we were on the 5th... fabulous view...) and when I was just about to walk out she said "Andrew... do you like me?"
I obviously answered yes, because I did..
We aren't together or anything... but it's become a startling reality... that we may...
So basically, I'm ripped in two... made a crappy poem about it today...
No, you can't see my shitty poetry ;\
Ugh...