It's just life
I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd.

notes to myself

Thursday, Jan. 18, 2007
I don't call him. I haven't sent him a text message all week. I have left a couple of myspace comments, but they are silly fun.

He will either figure out how much he wants to be with me or he'll figure out how much he doesn't need me. I just want him to figure something out.

I told him I'm telling everyone we broke up. I think he may have gotten to him a little even though it was his idea to begin with.

Why do I have to make everything so complicated?

I do plan on going on dates again. I just have to figure out how to get them seeing as I'm no longer the bar whore.

9:22 p.m. ::
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