someone else: May. 27, 2002 (9:43 am)

things are so...frustrating. i keep thinking of people, and then i realize that it's fucking pointless because they'll never love me. because they have someone else. and maybe mine is paul, but i wonder if i'm his? or if there's someone else, or just no one. no one that he cares about.

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