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Dec 22, 2005 22:31

I'm not a priority or even a good friend anymore. I'm merely an aquaintence. I hate what time and distance does to things. Even though I wish it weren't true, I don't think I will ever see him again, and I'm so angry at myself because it doesn't really bother me. We're not even friends anymore and I don't even care.

He said hates how his face is fat from his medication. It reminds me of when we were younger and I didn't understand this whole thing. I'd always think, he'd look so much better if he lost a little weight. I was so fucking stupid.
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