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Oh Amy don't hate me for running away from you. Oh Amy don't hate me cause I'm still in love with you.
08.10.2004 | 9:44 pm music: Hey Mercedes - Stay Six I'm going out with Chris. I don't know how it happened, but it did. Weird. It probably won't last long, but I can tell he really likes me and I don't, don't, don't want to break his heart, because he's the nicest person I've ever met. I just don't have that strong of feelings for him. Even though he did sort of save my life in a weird way. I wish Justin would stop calling me. It gives me mixed feelings. I like talking to him, but when we talk I get higher hopes and then they get crushed. I prefer just staying the hell away from him and not talking to him, compared to him calling em almost every day and hanging out at the same places I do. But I guess that's life. I wish Zack would stop calling me. I hope my plans for this weekend work out. And I hope I don't have to ride back to Newton alone with Damien ever again, because he creeps me out like ... a really big lot. I had a dream last night that revolved around the first time me and Justin met at the office. It was like identical, except I asked for a kiss and he rejected me. I guess it was my mind's way of being mean. My head plays really cruel mind games on me when I'm asleep ... and sometimes when I'm not. I can't eat. Positive, I should lose weight. Negative, I'm really damn hungry. I ate a hamburger, but I puked it back up. And I was gonna eat ham and cheese crackers, but the smell of them made me gag. Grossness. My fucking spleen is combusting! At least it feels that way. Man, if god is real he uber hates me with some deep, burning, gonorrhea like passion. Oh Amy don't hate me for running away from you. Oh Amy don't hate me cause I'm still in love with you. |
