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[awesomesprout]

Hey hey!! Well long time no update... well nothing much has been happening.. the kitties are home and terrorizing anything and everything... I went on an Old Navy shopping spree and bought my fall wardrobe..comedy jam is in a week... hmm.. not much else.. .kicked it with maya a week or so ago ;) I miss her.. it was cool seeing her butt again... :) I made a courage bear at bear crafters at stoneridge mall in pleasanton.. it's so when I'm having a panic attack I can cuddle it and feel better ;) hehe :) Well not much else... talk to ya'll latas :)

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[graybaby.livejournal.com]

I miss you too bebe. I could use some lovin right about now. What are you up to this weekend??

[lumpy-pants.livejournal.com]

Someone said they found your journal on here and that I might be interested in reading it... I didn't think I would be, but I decided I'd check it out.

Am I opening myself up so some shit can fly? I dunno, but here goes nothing.

First of all, don't get me wrong or misquote me on anything I say to you here -- I don't regret anything I said in the post I put on Meredith's journal, but shit. I'm feeling something for you, and I'm sorry that (although this was over a month ago) you were feeling really shitty. We were friends at one time. I was a shitty friend in a lot of ways, and you were shitty to me in a lot of ways, too. I thought, even after everything that you did to me and I did to you, that we could still be friends. I called you one day... you called me back... we talked for an hour... you said you'd call me back, but you never did? Still to this day I could never understand that, because I was so wanting to become friends with you again and you seemed to genuinely want to talk to me. You said the "realization that you couldn't be my friend anymore" stemmed from a "promise" that I made to pick you up at 7am to take you to Pacbell for your first day of work? I wasn't your taxi then, and I hope you never thought I was. You have a family... isn't that what they are supposed to do?

I take glimpses of your life over the past two months from your posts and feel pity for you... and I don't mean that insultingly, but seriously. I don't even know why I'm writing this, but I'm trying to find some fucking closure to this. Every time you or I respond to each other it's always hateful, so I'm saying this:

I'm sorry that we met when we did and not later on in life when we could have [possibly] worked as friends. I take a look back at everything we went through and it makes me happy to have known you, but it makes me unhappy that things escalated the way they did. Nothing made sense near the end of "us", but I understand it now.

[insert cheezy line] All I'm saying is to take care of yourself... and despite what you *may* think, I *do* think about you frequently (and not in a hateful way), and I do think about everything that we did together... every day, all the time. Things have changed so much... I just wish you could know. [end cheezy line]

I guess that's all I have to say.

[lumpy-pants.livejournal.com]

Hey!

It's me... err. I got your message on my phone, but I've been having a lot of, um... well, "things" happening right now. I can't call you because I'm not at home and my phone is now dead, but I promise I'll give you a ring as soon as I get a moment... tomorrow sometime!