You know what I love the most?

May 02, 2003 15:02

When the only five minutes I get to spend talking with him before I leave, he decides to spend talking to some girl who's prettier, (I'm sure sweeter), and who happens to have a nicer body than mine (not like mine isn't hard to beat)...and above all - he knows that I don't like her b/c she likes him. THAT'S what I love.

But fuck it, b/c I'm going to Syracuse and UMass for the REST of the weekend and I won't SEE HIM ANYWAY. ROAR!!!!!!!!!!

GRUMBLE. GRUMBLE.
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