This is for Mark...
I ate dinner tonight with two groups of people that I would never have thought to get together. That's really besides the point, but the prelude to this entry. Katie was sitting next to me, referencing your name, and explained that you had "no idea" why we aren't talking
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i envy your courage at this moment.
i love you.
even though i think that "fag-hag" sounds horrible and disgusting, i dont mind the title when it links me with you.
i dont even mind the constant teasing, or listening to you build your own ego up.
it doesnt bother me much at all.
our friendship is the strangest i have ever experienced.
i dont put up with this kind of shit from anyone else, so i am just hoping that it wont turn out to all be wasted time.
i suppose until we are out of highschool and onto a more independent life, i wont really know if we'll stay friends. but until then, i will cherish all the crazy shit we do, and i will probably never forget any of it.
after all, you need me.
all fags need us.
the infamous fag-hags.
who else would take you to your senior prom???
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And the courage comes with time.
You have courage...hell, look at the embaressing moments...nobody else does those! It takes....I was going to say balls...but I guess courage would have to work.
I wouldn't want any other to take me to prom. :)
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I said to Katie, "It seemingly came out of the blue," because it did. We were friends and everything was fine and then BAM! All these posts on LiveJournal showed up. I realized what was up. You know I knew what was happening because of the god damn post on your previous entry or two!
This post was just a cry for attention.
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This form of writing isn't help, it's called bold clarification. I wanted to make it abundantly clear how necessary this is for me. The only help I'll ever need from you is to not reply to this shit or call or even exist in my world.
So next time you feel gutsy to reply in some snide style, keep it to yourself. K?
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