ex: Jan. 16, 2003 (7:30 pm)

i remember i was walking with david in october and i called her my best friend. and now she doesn't want to talk to me because she has her boyfriend who she talks to while he pees in her bathroom and because all i talk about are things that do not involve her. well, nothing involves you if all you do is talk to the boy that comes over and kisses you and talks about really deep things. we used to talk like that. but i didn't want to kiss you. so i guess that's the moral of the story. i don't care: i'm glad i don't have to hear you talk about stuff and never do anything. i don't care. i mean, i probably do. but not because you were special, or because you really were my best friend but because we used to spend time together and i like to listen and i like to talk. and yeah. fuck you.

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