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i had been watching your friend from across the quad every day at lunch, thinking id like to get to know him. if only i were to gather the guts, id go over and make an introduction. then one night i met him and your crew... but it was late at night and i had to go home. at first my interest was all about him, and i thought a lot about him. but then at lunch when i sat down beside him, my eye caught upon you.
that following weekend the plan was he'd call me, and we all would chill. so we did, snuck out of our houses and broke our curfews. at this point i was caught between the two, and didn't kno which i was more attracted to. i decided it probably wouldn't be wise to act, as it wouldn't be prudent. so while he and my friend had fun in his room, i fell asleep resting against you. they called us both pussies, but i wasn't ashamed of keeping my name clear.
we agreed to hang out the following weekend, but you never called. instead by accident we met at a restaurant, and decided to chill from there. that night was fun...innocent fun, that we kept a secret. at the time i didn't kno you had other secrets. when i found out it seemed ridiculous that you were such a player.
then i put all the pieces together, and realized you were playing us all for fools. well guess what? im not, and your game was trash, yet i couldn't get my mind off of you. Numerous people said to stay away, and to not get messed up with your shit. this includes your friend, the one that i liked, who i would think would only help you out. but i couldn't listen, my heart blocked the way, and i continued to fall without my parachute into the bottomless pit of desire.
then your friend and i stopped talking, and things got kinda weird. as if you were mad, or he was mad...but no one was talking.
now i've found out that you only held onto our friendship to get a piece of ass. well bud, you're out of luck, cuz its not commin from here. its weird how im feeling right now...i like you and hate you the same. i still think about you, and look foreward to passing you in the halls, even though you never recognize my existance. why do i forgive this? i do not know, but i wish i could stop it right now.
now this is funny, that im back to talking to him, and rarely speak to you. between the two of you, you're a confusing mess, and i dont kno what to think about you
you've hurt me badly, and my heart is a little wounded, yet its hard for me to move on. but im feeling better now, that ive talked to your friend. im starting to move right along.
that following weekend the plan was he'd call me, and we all would chill. so we did, snuck out of our houses and broke our curfews. at this point i was caught between the two, and didn't kno which i was more attracted to. i decided it probably wouldn't be wise to act, as it wouldn't be prudent. so while he and my friend had fun in his room, i fell asleep resting against you. they called us both pussies, but i wasn't ashamed of keeping my name clear.
we agreed to hang out the following weekend, but you never called. instead by accident we met at a restaurant, and decided to chill from there. that night was fun...innocent fun, that we kept a secret. at the time i didn't kno you had other secrets. when i found out it seemed ridiculous that you were such a player.
then i put all the pieces together, and realized you were playing us all for fools. well guess what? im not, and your game was trash, yet i couldn't get my mind off of you. Numerous people said to stay away, and to not get messed up with your shit. this includes your friend, the one that i liked, who i would think would only help you out. but i couldn't listen, my heart blocked the way, and i continued to fall without my parachute into the bottomless pit of desire.
then your friend and i stopped talking, and things got kinda weird. as if you were mad, or he was mad...but no one was talking.
now i've found out that you only held onto our friendship to get a piece of ass. well bud, you're out of luck, cuz its not commin from here. its weird how im feeling right now...i like you and hate you the same. i still think about you, and look foreward to passing you in the halls, even though you never recognize my existance. why do i forgive this? i do not know, but i wish i could stop it right now.
now this is funny, that im back to talking to him, and rarely speak to you. between the two of you, you're a confusing mess, and i dont kno what to think about you
you've hurt me badly, and my heart is a little wounded, yet its hard for me to move on. but im feeling better now, that ive talked to your friend. im starting to move right along.