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i've decided not to care and not to try. everytime i do, things get messy. no more relying on ice skating to make things okay (wait, im not at camp so drinking), no more angsting from the sidelines, and no more ... i dont know quite how to describe it... pretending? that doesnt seem quite right, but whatever. its time for a few truths.
truth: i like a boy. a lot. one boy. there are others that i think are attractive, but i only like one.
truth: i avoid said boy like the plague and i dont know why.
lie: my livejournal background as holding any significance whatsoever. i just dont care enough to change it now that i know that it was never really accurate as anything other than what rachel liked.
truth: im scared shitless to be moving away and i dont know what to do about it.
truth: i like a boy. a lot. one boy. there are others that i think are attractive, but i only like one.
truth: i avoid said boy like the plague and i dont know why.
lie: my livejournal background as holding any significance whatsoever. i just dont care enough to change it now that i know that it was never really accurate as anything other than what rachel liked.
truth: im scared shitless to be moving away and i dont know what to do about it.