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It’s about who have it last.

Not who found it first.

Still hope that you’re my Pam…
“to be without it… It’s too much”
*tears*

I’ve now been up for 41 straight hours.
I beared my soul to you. You don’t care.
I hope you give me some time to get to know you. Cuz I’m awfully intrigued by you. Plus you are so beautiful.
One flew over the cuckoos nest until I fall asleep. If I fall asleep

I had a feeling today. I think this was it. I’m always right :(

Here I thought we were good. Good terms. Fucking FRIENDS (of some sort).
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Tell me you love me

Wish you woulda held my hand.
Wish I kissed him goodbye. Told him I loved him.
My mother offered her support. Nothing more or less. What I needed.
Tiffany was happy for me. Said I was exhibiting ‘good’ emotions for a change.
Meka just listened.
People care. I care. You care. He cares.
I will cherish today (yesterday).
Good memories. Familiar feelings. Familiar situations (our typical friday remember?)
Looking for the good. Appreciating it. Keeping it close.
Thank you.

I can’t love you this much

EDIT: this was supposed to post a while ago. it didn’t so here it is now

Last night I had another small breakdown. A moment of weakness.

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K&OJ > RP

The craptacularness of Wiz’s Rolling Papers (I like 3 maybe 4 songs) has made me go back to listening to Kush & Orange Juice.

Feelin you. Feelin me?

I’m interested to get to know her. She’s at least intrigued by me. It’s a start. I’m handsome and charming 😉 . I have much to offer. It’s FAR TOO EARLY to read into anything. But I can I always look at myself. And see who I’ve become. In many ways I’m the man I’ve always been. Cuz I lost sight of who I was. And that’s what led to the fall of the empire and destroyed my soul. I’m better though. I’m still getting better. I’m ever improving. And your influence has plenty to do with it. Sucks that it doesn’t mean anything. As far as my dream is concerned. Anywho. I’m more open. Less of a jerk (I swear I am). More positive. Still bite my nails though. Well that’s enough reflection for now. I should go deeper (that’s what she said) but now’s not the time. I will though. Cross my heart. HOPE TO DIE.