lost little lamb
 
Thursday, 29. August 2002

man.
.am.
.i.
.tired.

really. i am. i shopped all day. ow, my legs.
bought lots of great cute stuff.
.oh.yeah.
is this a haiku? nawwwwwwww.....im not that cool.
i got pumas. now THATS poetry.

so....while me and A(XX) were walking from urban outfitters, i thought i saw C(XY) and i didnt even look at him..i just wanted to seem "cool" for a second...i didnt want to freak out or anything...i wouldnt know whether to wave or what..so i didnt look...but i saw him. yep. it was strange. then A(xy) was like, "he wants to do you, over and over!!"
were gonna hang out with A(XY) and L(XY) and offend them with sex talk. shoving dicks in mouths RULES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

P(xy) said hes sending me presents. in the mail. and im glad. he stayed online til i came so he could say hi. i was glad. he asked me my bday. cause he wants to come see me then, or he kinda pointed to that. i gave him my fake bday. ha ha. until he said that he wanted to come here then. *sigh*

girls shouldnt be told such things when theyre so tired. A(xx) and her older guy that she digs at work are all ooh la la. its cute. its parallel to my life. strange!

tattoos. oh, how i love thee.




 
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