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Jul 13, 2007 00:00

I don't want to be a whore.

I know I always resented Jesse for thinking he was a Richard Gere and I was a Julia Roberts. It bugged me that he thought I was a bad person before him and that I was destined to become an even worse attention-loving and moral-lacking whore if he wasn't around to protect me.

But what I hate even more than that attitude of his is that I acknowledge its merit, and I want him back to protect me again. From myself, again. But as he points out, if I can't deal without him, it means I got nothing from him, nothing from our relationship, at least from his point of view. And I've never been any good at debating, so it always seems like he's right about that, and that upsets me, even if deep down I feel like I got a lot. But I can't prove it, and he's right about what I become without him............

Like a werewolf without anyone to put me in a cage, and the full moons are more frequent than they should be.

Fuckin a.

Also, tonight involved tons of crazy escapades, which I may or may not write about later. They were tame but exciting and embarassing but hilarious.
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