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What? :-o! Talk about surprises. Paul told me that he's writing me back. I'm like WTF. Back for what? Why? In reply to my letter. Um. But it's not a letter. It's a poem. You don't reply to a damn poem. I can't wait to read this one. If he ever gets it done. I'm just wondering what he has to say. And why the hell did he have to tell me that he was writing me? He knows what shit like that does to me. NOw my mind is running with curiosity. I guess bc the day b4 he saw me and I was so damned angry and he can see it in my face. I wouldn't even look at him or talk to him. The last day I saw him was the first time in a long time he didn't kiss me. I didn't realize it until way later. He's been acting funny lately anyways. He says it's meds, but I don't know. I barely talk to him now. I miss him more than he realizes. Still wondering what he's writing. The poem basically said how i felt when I met him, how i feel when I'm with him. Basically. Am I scared at what he might say? More than likely. Oh well.
T was late ONCE AGAIN! I was so pissed off. He doesn't even know. Clueless. He was like he was so sorry...so sorry. I just did what I usually do when I'm mad. I opened up the door and walaked away. Went to bed. He followed me there. I didn't talk to him at all. He stayed the whole nite and I still ignored him. Up until he left this morning. Clueless. I guess I just didn't feel like yelling at him. Bc he seems so clueless. We were on a date last week (that he was actually somewhat on time for) and I was so sad and depressed and he had no idea. Paul would have known.
T was late ONCE AGAIN! I was so pissed off. He doesn't even know. Clueless. He was like he was so sorry...so sorry. I just did what I usually do when I'm mad. I opened up the door and walaked away. Went to bed. He followed me there. I didn't talk to him at all. He stayed the whole nite and I still ignored him. Up until he left this morning. Clueless. I guess I just didn't feel like yelling at him. Bc he seems so clueless. We were on a date last week (that he was actually somewhat on time for) and I was so sad and depressed and he had no idea. Paul would have known.