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[stuckinnowhere]

oh my fucking god. i just fucking found alyson on myspace, and i messaged her, and now i'm totally terrified. this makes no fucking sense. i should be over her. i told myself i was, told myself i didn't need her, didn't need her to love me, didn't need to help her. now, i don't want to help her, but i want her to love me. i was randomly just

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Hi There

[dimmples]

hey,

I haven't talked to you in forever!!! I have a myspace profile now!!!

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[stuckinnowhere]

ur a dork. i love you. listen, lovely, what time are you in choir? are you still going to nu? 'cuz i can come visit you on wednesday during choir..... and that would be happy awesome. let me know, k? ~Rae

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[lethean_wakes]

Listen. I know we're not that close. We're not at all close in fact. But I stumbled onto this post, and at first wrote it off as an "Oops, that's not the right person". But for whatever reason, I remember my heart feeling the way you describe, and I had to write something. So. Uhm. Know that I'm here to talk to. And shit like that.
Ah. I'm bad with words.

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[stuckinnowhere]

um. thank you? but ah, not to sound rude or anything, but who are you? 'cause yeah, i appreciate it, but i don't know who you are.

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[lethean_wakes]

Erin. Or Devi, if you like.

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[stuckinnowhere]

that was kind of what i thought, but i wasn't sure. thx. my lj will probably be centered around this for a while, cause its just weird to me is all, but if i need advice, it's good to know that theres someone who knows what it's like. so thanks