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Jun 06, 2007 23:02

I wish I were prouder. I wish I wasn't so embarrassed. I'm not embarrassed of her HELL NO! I'm ashamed of my shame.

This doesn't feel real. It feels like it's all happening to someone else, or like a holiday. I realised today as I was standing in the kitchen that this feels somewhat like a holiday. It's hell enjoyable but you know that you have to return to reality soon. I'm waiting for the holiday to end. I'm waiting for my reality to kick back in. In the mean time I'm enjoying this blur of sms and meet ups and kisses and sneak in sneak out meet up chat hang out drink and dance sex wtf? and meet my friends meet your friends your sister wants to meet me? your dad wants to meet me? this is kind of fucking strange. it's moving quickly and I haven't had a chance to realise, to think that maybe this is actually happening to me. I just assumed I'd be a bitter single virgin my entire life. It's who I am....was. um what? shit. hmmmmm

did a boy just go into the ladies?
no sir, that's my girlfriend.

ladies and gentlemen i'm living in a parallel universe
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