Listening to: Jack Off Jill-Fear of Dying
Feeling: abnormal
Yea, another great day since I took my prozac. I seen Andrew and I never hugged anyone that way in my life. I really like him but he's hurt me through the years. He always said he liked me and that would last for 3 weeks at most and then he comes up and says that he just wants to be friends. And then I reminded him that he said he liked me and he says well that was last week. I cried so many times over him. But maybe he's different now. I hope. But I still don't know if he even wants to date me he did say he's still crushin' on me. So that's good. Oh well. I was so happy today even before that. Me=really hyper!--
Hey there sexy chic! How is Andrew? U never told me about him.......well later chick..............love me
Yeah, bring me Prozac. FOR REAL.
And vaginal burn cream.
Bring that Bailey person, too. An additional friend can't hurt anyone. (She the shallow type, by the way? I really would like to be her friend ;- )
We could all hang out and spread love and joy, like cancer. Or, otherwise, genital warts. But I never liked those. So love and joy is good enough.
Write back. No school, and the milk from the teats of Happiness are getting lumpy.