Friday, January 16, 2009
I found a twenty-dollar bill lying on the ground while I was walking home alone at 1 a.m. on a Thursday night.
I would have traded it and a hundred more for friends who cared more about me not getting raped or mugged than they did about card games and that extra half hour with their significant others.
I would have traded it and a hundred more for friends who cared more about me not getting raped or mugged than they did about card games and that extra half hour with their significant others.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Every post I read here that involves cheating makes me lose faith in humanity and to be able to find a girl that wouldn't do that to me.
It does not matter if you feel guilty or not, just don't do it.
I have never gone out on a date in CH.
I peed on a campus bush, once. Some gardeners saw and pointed at me. I waved back.
It does not matter if you feel guilty or not, just don't do it.
I have never gone out on a date in CH.
I peed on a campus bush, once. Some gardeners saw and pointed at me. I waved back.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I'm finally starting to feel whole again, like I'm not angry and jaded and unreasonable in my world view like I was right after I found out you'd been cheating on me all that time. But I still have the same cynical opinions about the world as you inspired in me then. I guess I'm just getting used to being unable to trust.
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