Friday, April 4, 2008

Even though we broke up, I still chose my job for next year in a city you love...

just in case.
I use coffee to ameliorate my loneliness. I don't add sugar or cream because I don't want to enjoy it.

I don't want to be addicted again. After all, managing to trade acid for coffee was a pretty good deal.
if you keep sending in secrets about how you're in love with your best friend, my best friend will think it's me writing them.

please keep sending them.
the reason i'm excited about this weekend isn't because of the final four games or the parties (blasphemous i know).

it's because i might get the chance to see you again.
I have this completely irrational phobia of paperwork. Tax forms, time sheets, even withdrawing money from the bank ... all the forms you need to fill out as an adult send me into blind, hyperventilating panic. So I don't do them. It just keeps getting worse.
Gosh darn it I LIKE YOU. And it's the friggin end of the semester. Go figure. This sucks.
I'm obsessed with putting the current state of my life into song lyrics. Here's one: "I need you so much closer."
I don't like people - they are really irritating. Being in a large crowd makes me agitated.
I check this site often. I've noticed a lot of loneliness, and this is sad, I wish I could tell you that I'm here for you and that we can grab some coffee and just talk it out. But know that you're never truly lonely. Or un-loved.
I always listen to all your problems and give you thoughtful advice. You, on the other hand, just stare at me and nod your head, then start talking about yourself again. I feel resentful and alone. You're supposed to be one of my best friends.
He makes me happy, no matter what's going on. We're comfortable and open with each other. He's turning into my best friend. I am in love with him. I think I've found my soul mate.

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