I think it would be really cool if Alan would make up his stupid mind already. I already know what I want him to say, I just don't want to hear it come out of his mouth. Alan, please say, "We can't be together again," so I can get someones number and hang out with them without having to feel guilty. There was a fucking cool guy at Wal-Mart today ( Read more... )

Alan and I had lunch today.

Everything was pleasant yet really akward.

Took him home right after we ate.

Now I'm here.

With cramps.

I ordered a hamburger patty to eat. I think I have Mad Cow disease.(Is that around anymore?)

End.

I hate headaches that last two days. Dumb ( Read more... )

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