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Friday is here, why do i not look forward to the weekends? I mean it doesn't even matter that i get to sleep in because i always feel guilty when i sleep in... i like having extra time with ken in the mornings on the weekend... when he's home anyway, i hate when he stays out all night and i don't see him till the next morning or later... But i suppose i can't complain, after all i have no right to tell him when to be home. It's just that i miss him, i always wake up in a panic when he's not there... i just don't feel secure... is that weird? Maybe it borderlines obsessive which is another reason i don't comnplain... besides like mom always said. Pick your battles wisely. He's good to me so i have no reason to be upset, besides i trust him... i don't know why, i shouldn't trust men that much... but i just feel like i can believe in him, i can trust him not to fuck around on me. I hope in time, he can trust me to, until then i'll sit idle and do the best i can to prove myself... anyway... this is getting to be like a misson statement... i shouldn't smoke like this at work... it makes me think to hard. anway
i remain,
Jen
i remain,
Jen