3.13.2005

well, fuck

if i start thinking about him, i get awfully sad. when i saw him this week he looked at me with those sad eyes, and we touched each other, and i missed him so fucking much. but i know that we can't get that original feeling back. its too bad. he's so nice and all that, but its important to remember that i was relatively doubtful through most of it. oh, it feels shitty to say that. i hate dating. no fucking more. no more broken hearts. my life for me.
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