Mar 01, 2005 19:43
Last night I made my confession to the object of my adoration. I thought these sort of things were supposed to be happy moments, but instead I just feel empty now - as if that was all I had inside and now it's flown away. Is this the end of that strange, hopeful self that was born only a few months ago? I miss being him.
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(if you've not seen it, it's the worst movie ever!)
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And yeah, I made a conscious decision to avoid that hipster movie too... not even my 前-on-the-back shirt would be able to protect me. @_@
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