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Oct 14, 2007 22:17

I think I saw some posts by Eric on craigslist.

Let me just say this:

Eric, I still love you, but I can't be with you. We have different dreams for our lives, differents hopes, different aspirations. Hell, you don't even want to move away from the one place I can't stand to live. If you had moved up here, we'd have an apartment together right now. But all you did was cheat on me.

Cheat.
Cheat.
Cheat.

So now you're alone, and I'm talking to other guys.
I'm talking to them and thinking of you.
Expecting your touch, but receiving theirs.
Hearing their words, but wishing for your voice.

Eric, I just want to be over you. Or back with you. But you'll never, ever change.

And besides; you hate art. Austin loves it. We're going to the theatre soon.

I've never met a boy with so many compatible interests, so Austin thouroughly scares me.

He's the type of person I'd want to settle down with, but I'm so scared of settling down.

I just want to be 18 forever, so I can stay like this forever.
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