I don't have feelings for my best friend, I don't have feelings for my best friend...Arrrghhh!! I'm fucked! I'm totally fucked. I have no clue when this happened. It doesn't matter. The point is, how to make them, these, um, errr?? "Feelings" un-happen? Can you undo an emotion? This is bullshit!! I hate this. I figure if I just become like, a super whore these feeling will go away. So far soooo...errrr...not working, but, but, but, kinda working, in the way that I am turning into a whore. but I don't get paid. So a slut, but, whatever, if I were a dude, i would be like super fucking stud man boy. I hate this.
Then, in a stroke of pure and awesome self hate, me and my best friend Braylon decided to move into together. Which actually has been fine. Yeah, (tear) Fine (tear, not at all bloody fucking torture) He has no clue of my current undying love for him...men have no clue, about anything, As far as my pain goes. Moving on. Because, If he knew, he wouldn't torture me so, like, there is no need to snuggle so much, you don't need to spoon you best friend in the morning. Who ever heard of a friendly good morning spoon? I mean we always used to say we loved each other, so that didn't used to be odd, but, now when he say's "I love you" I keep hoping he means like...I loooove you... have like ten million of my babies!! Not like i love you in a totally friendly, I could never have sex with you, unless I was really drunk or taking your virginity kinda way. Both have happened. Why is my life a joke? Okay, Stop loving your best friend. Not fucking healthy. He loves you like a brother, that's so gross...Just so gross.
I will stop having pervy thoughts about my best friend.
I will stop having pervy thoughts about my best friend.
I will stop having pervy thoughts about my best friend.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
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