Every now and then, I still think about the good times.

SO fucking tired of bullshit.

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Michael Buble's "Home" and cover of Dean Martin's "You're Nobody 'til Somebody Loves You" will make tonight's playlist...

You ask a girl out to dinner and a movie. Yet, you comfortably told ME that we can't go out to 'dinner and a movie' and to not expect such things out of you. So you weren't kidding about going out on a date with someone... What makes her so special / more special...?

That makes me sad.


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Here's to those who never become more than friends, who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated...
Here's to those who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned...
Here's to the crazy and awful things you tolerate, for every time you're the faceless, nameless hero...

My gratitude.

I heard Kelly Clarkson today and thought of you...

Trying to convince you that I'm special, what a loss cause.

Tomorrow, I wish you were thankful for my devotion and my big heart.
Thankful for everything I do or vow to do.
Thankful, for me...

Happy Thanksgiving, and in advance, Happy Birthday...
Like much of this year, I assume I won't be included to celebrate that either.

What I'll miss most.
A hug, when its  only you and me in the room...

You use me, at your convenience, steering clear of boredom and loneliness.
That makes me feel extravagant...

Ten months ago today -
You and I sat in your on-campus apartment living room and for the first time in months, we talked and even laughed. You and I both went to bed that night, reflecting on how good it felt.
Eight months ago today -
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