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I don't know what i shoudl say or what to think. maybe ive drunk too much. then again i was relatively sober until our conversation. recently i got a bottle.
i was sad but content when i looked at the clouds as i told her. the ironic/poetic/whatever clouds forming just as the singer started crooning about clouds forming made me content. and moist.
then coming home and discovering all this shit made my contentness come to an end.
then the stalking. fun times. stuff said in confidence clearly necessitates violations of trust.
then learning how she feels. i dont know what to do with this knowledge. should i just ignore it?
tie me up with jackets. fumigate my room. it smells like socks and apple schnapps.
i was sad but content when i looked at the clouds as i told her. the ironic/poetic/whatever clouds forming just as the singer started crooning about clouds forming made me content. and moist.
then coming home and discovering all this shit made my contentness come to an end.
then the stalking. fun times. stuff said in confidence clearly necessitates violations of trust.
then learning how she feels. i dont know what to do with this knowledge. should i just ignore it?
tie me up with jackets. fumigate my room. it smells like socks and apple schnapps.