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i am such a cynic. a rebounding cynic at that.
i haven't slept yet. i was just with someone who, if he's REALLY what he projects himself to be, then...there's hope for me yet. hope that i will not end up being a jaded bitch (or is it too late?). hope that not all the guys i meet are assholes. hope that i could feel something for someone else.
maybe i'm just gullible. but maybe everything he said was true. but we just met. and i should know better. but maybe i really don't know anything.
one thing's for damn sure, i'm sober.
i'm sober but my mind feels more warped than it should.
and i have a class at 1pm later. and then dinner at 630 in rockwell. and then...i don't know. i should go home. i should sleep.
i should hide.
i haven't slept yet. i was just with someone who, if he's REALLY what he projects himself to be, then...there's hope for me yet. hope that i will not end up being a jaded bitch (or is it too late?). hope that not all the guys i meet are assholes. hope that i could feel something for someone else.
maybe i'm just gullible. but maybe everything he said was true. but we just met. and i should know better. but maybe i really don't know anything.
one thing's for damn sure, i'm sober.
i'm sober but my mind feels more warped than it should.
and i have a class at 1pm later. and then dinner at 630 in rockwell. and then...i don't know. i should go home. i should sleep.
i should hide.