Tuesday, November 06, 2007

flirting all day. about 50 texts sent each. you fish for compliments and then deny you are fishing. we get along so well. and my hopes soar over and over. but in the back of my mind all i can do is imagine you talking to girls like pinktequila and i'm lost.

i hate you.

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