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I hate when I come home, from having such a great night, I had such a great night, Antonio is the fucking shit, hes so much fun and so great to be around, cassie, through it all, has become one of my best friends, and matt, matt is the good boy who i have alot of respect for, me and pat actually made up, we were all at taco bell, and him and i were ignoreing each other the entire day, i was eating a mexi melty and i slamed it down and was like, " THATS IT! IM SORRY ALRIGHT!? WERE BEING IMMATURE AS FUCK, I LOVE YOU PATY, IM SORRY" now were buds again, i did say alot of shit that was probally hurtful, i suck like that, cause when im pissed at you, youll know and ill let the whole world know and make sure that you know that i think youre gay as fuck. anyways, as i was saying, i hate having to come home, from having such a great, bonding night, and you sit down, and you realise that youre alone, I don't know why i'm so pathetic and selfish in that way, but I hate feeling alone, i cant suck it up, im not emotionally strong enough. cassie has my against me cd, so i cant listen to it tonight dammit, but I keep replaying we did it for don in my head, i love that song, me and cassie tried on corsets in fredrics for antonio and pat, lol. it was funny. my tits didn't fit. anyways, im tired, im gonna go.
cas call me today, i dont know if i'm free but call me today and we'll see what we can do
cas call me today, i dont know if i'm free but call me today and we'll see what we can do