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[14 Jan 2008|06:15pm] |
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A smile: It's the sexiest thing a girl can wear.
Confidence: It's her indespensible excessory.
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[14 Jan 2008|06:37pm] |
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I need some inspiration.
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[14 Jan 2008|06:57pm] |
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" What's going on? That's your question? Well Ron, let's be honest. I've always liked you. We've always liked each other, I guess you could say. But I'm not doing it anymore. I'm not riding your twisted little carosel. How many times have we done this? You chase me and reel me in, and then I'm there and you don't want me anymore. Do you honestly think I'm gunna jump back in the ring with you? I'm not that girl anymore. I can't do this Ron dance again."
"Then what was that kiss for?"
"Just wanted to see if you were any good."
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[14 Jan 2008|07:19pm] |
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So there it is. Or should I say, "Here it is." It's true, it took me the greater part of seven months, but I'm finally settled in. No more looking back at the past, no more comparisons to past heartbreak, no more assuming 'all boys are one in the same.' I'm done throwing him curveballs, because let's face it, he must really love me if he's still here after all the tests I threw at him. And yes, here he is, bold as brass, still smiling daily and tell me I'm the prettiest girl he's ever seen. And I just realized it the other day. It was a subconcious thing. Somewhere along the way, I just stopped. I stopped assuming he's going to hurt me. I stopped waiting for him to do something wrong. I guess in a way, I shrugged my shoulders, and decided, "Maybe he really does care." I'm not really sure when that was. A month ago? Two months ago? Two weeks ago? Who can tell. But somewhere along the line it just stopped. And now I'm happier. He's happier. We're growing with eachother.
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[14 Jan 2008|08:21pm] |
i think i'm afraid to be happy
because whenever i get too happy,
something bad always happens.
-charlie brown
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