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Feb 18, 2006 01:58

"You're beautiful, you could have any guy in this bar."
"But I don't want any guy in this bar."
"Well, what do you want?"
"Just him."
"Then tell him that."
"I can't, I'm afraid of what I'll hear back. I don't want to hear him say what I think he might."
"Then he's not worth it."
"He is, but I'm afraid."
"Then tell him."

Fucking punk is right...

Maybe tomorrow, if I see him. By some miracle.

Tonight?

Sex toys and sleepy-fun-time.

*kisses*

fear, boys, truth

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