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Tuesday, August 17, 2004
Mental Overdrive
I hate thinking. Coz when I think, I think a lot. A little too much, actually.
Like, when I think of what happened last Saturday [which I choose not to blog about]*, I have this inkling that Lex was giving me away.
Like, he was practically pushing me to Mike.
Like, whatever I told Glen to let him read didn't matter.
Like, he just entrusted me to someone when he felt I made him feel that he wasn't good enough to be with me.
Like, our time together was a big lie.
Like, I'm a big joke.
That's just what I think. But I feel otherwise. Those last five minutes together? Felt like eternity. Sana maulit muli... ------------------------------ *Which makes me a little guilty coz I'd love to dish out to Chevy every detail. [and I bet she's my number 1 subscriber] Oh well, I'll just email you, girl.
****************************** *.* as if! @ 9:03:00 PM • • RBJ
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