Inner turmoil, plus motivation = get nipple rings stretched.
inner turmoil, plus external turmoil = get stoned.
get stoned, plus have internet = blog.
which is better than...
inner turmoil, plus internet = tell off myles.
I was like avoiding him all day while i was all upset about his recent professing of his love to his ex. He tried sending me messages and i logged off. He called twice and i didnt bother answering. He asked me to hang out with him tonite and i changed the topic.
fug. this is dumb. what am i gonna do? ive cried like 6 times today. its so much easier when the guys are just randoms: nobody gets attached, nobody gets hurt. both get sex.
ooh more life math...
like someone, plus damaged goods = sad.
do a random, plus have sex = happy....until you realise what they have made you into. then i guess it equals sad then too.
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That's so deep!
Cindy, randomly reading archives.
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