Tuesday, November 29, 2005



He is checking his Myspace like literally every hour. There is only one explanation: there is a girl. It's the only possible reason.
I feel completely nauseous. I'm about to break into a cold sweat. There's a girl. There totally is.
I fucking hate him. God.

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