The worst kind of jackass...

May 31, 2005 23:40


Dear Matt Becker,

Quick question. Why did you have to show up at my door that one time, with the flower, right after you'd called to tell me you couldn't come visit after all? It was over Christmas break freshman year, remember? Here is my problem with this incident: you instilled in me a false sense of how things work. Because now, when someone ( Read more... )

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basedonthebook May 31 2005, 22:50:58 UTC
Sage advice, but I already have unrealistic expectations.

I love you much, Pip, and hope you have a wonderful summer.

I saw an ice cream man and thought of you.

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an impression... coachcox June 3 2005, 11:01:57 UTC
So I dont know who you are, and I only faintly know the name of Matt Becker and as much as it sounds as though your entry was writting in agnst, it is a very good entry. I almost want to steal it and post it in my livejournal for the sheer fact that I think every girl can relate. Im sorry about Matt... but you have great analogies if that makes you feel any better! Sorry about the randomness of this, the entry just tuoched that little place in my heart! :)

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