Apr 12, 2007 00:47
I met the Queen Bitch today
I'll admit she turned me on
Together
we spoke a secret language
we shared a sensuous dance
we snickered at an old man
Stumbling
unwittingly down along
through the open road all wrong.
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Anyways, you're right. You do know me from Michigan. You know me from Alma. I just felt kinda weird telling you that because well this sounds creepy. I always used to see you drinking coffee by yourself in Joe's and so I asked someone what your name was and then I looked you up on facebook. I saw that you had a livejournal so just to see what type of person you were I read it. I actually read all of it just cuz you had some cool shit on here. Anyways, when I commented on one of you entries, I didn't wanna tell you this whole thing cuz yeah it sounds pretty crazy.
Sorry if this creeps you out. I didn't mean to. But I love reading your stuff.
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that seems pretty typical of Alma --- no, I'll say it now, it seems typical of the mothafuckin college life. like I always suspected there was someone out there giving a shit behind my back, but I could not validate it.
it is unfortunate, but at least we have da Internet hee hee. I am glad that someone appreciates my work. in fact, since lj was my first blog ever, I tried to keep my best stuff on there once I had joined the other two as well.
I'm tired... but thanks though
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