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Nov 20, 2004 22:09

I gulped down my third beer and threw it on the ground. It didn't break but it did roll. I frowned and laid back and hit my head on the wall. "Fuck", I said. I got up and walked across my aprtment , stepping on my bottle in the process. Why did I do that ( Read more... )

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oneeyed_zeppo November 27 2004, 14:16:29 UTC
I couldn't say anything else. Getting tied, and confused and tired. And.. "Buff? That is you right?"

Interesting question. Continue oh suave that is Xander. I shook my head.

"Look, I'm sorry f'for before. But it is true. I do love you. And I can wait for you. Or...stay your friend. Just don't hate me."

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oneeyed_zeppo December 1 2004, 02:10:40 UTC
Hah. Key word. Translation. Not lover. Not ever. "Ah yeah. Friend. Look, are things...okay between us?"

I sighed and sat on a stool. "I love you as a friend too. I would never let anything happen to you."

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