Diary of a Neurotic | ||||||
July 26, 2003 I get a call from an unknown number: Me: "Hello!?" Male deep voice: "Hey love.. how are you?" I smile...familiarity, happiness, old memories. How boring would life be without friends? But he'll never read this, not because he does'nt know, but he thinks its emotional garbage too complicated for him to understand. Its okaay, Im not complaining...its another of those things that we'll have endless arguments about and conclude by screaming "NO, YOU'RE STUPID!!" (5:19 PM) ~`~
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