last night i dreamt that shane and heidi both asked me to come over for my birthday. i was like wtf. why? they apparently felt bad (about what really, i'm not sure) and wanted to make it up to me by hosting a birthday party. i left their house crying and said i'd think about it. i woke up wondering why the fuck i'd dream that. i haven't thought about shane in a long time.
yesterday, i had been thinking about robert too. i don't think about him much anymore (thank God). i was remembering the time he came home from a party he went to (he stayed the night) and was telling me that this guy friend of his that he smokes weed with is mad at him because his girlfriend said she slept with robert. robert of course played the innocent man and i believed him but now i wonder if it was true or not. not sure why i'm thinking about that now.
meh...craigslist ftw. i found ads from people wanting NSA to just eat pussy with no reciprocation. hmmmm.. my pussy does like the attention, but i don't think i could ever reply to those... but...
7:16 a.m. - April 05, 2008
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