I had to do this for a class, so I share with you. Phillip and I went to the ballet Saturday night. I think we're going out again this weekend. I don't know what it means, and I've actually stopped caring. Well, I've stopped caring in that way where I demand a definition. I'll never stop caring in that I love him and am epically stupid where he is
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* hugs you *
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