One more time
I went out with Dave again last night. We met up at Nicks after I got off of work. We talked about everything and laughed and he remembers what I say. He made me a paper flower. We went to his apartment last night. I think I'm rather fond of this boy. He told me about how in the tenth grade he was only 5'4" and in the next year he grew 10 inches. I
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It's okay, everyone loves bass solos and duets...right?
Sometimes I feel bitter like that too. I think to myself, "Do I really want to put another person through the grueling process of getting to know me? Isn't that a bit cruel?" I'm a pretty depressing person sometimes. Actually, I described a depressing feeling to someone I was chatting with online one time and I think I almost made them cry. Depressing people with large vocabularies write books that people read to feel better about their lives. :P
Seriously, enjoy the boy, Ava. You deserve someone nice.
And if he ever turns into a dick I'll fly back to the states and kick his ass myself if you want. ;)
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