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Friday, September 10, 2004

Isn't it odd how something you think is good turns out to be bad for you and you didn't even know it? One day you wake up and realize what a drag it was on you and that although you thought it was 'love' it was really overrated. Besides its not like you had anything in common really. Yeah the relationship was comfortable, but it was just that.There was nothing exciting, nothing out of the ordinary, ALWAYS watch a movie, fall asleep, wake up and go home. And maybe when I'm like 60 that won't be such a bad thing, but I'm young and vibrant and the whole world is out there waiting on me. So I have to say with all honesty I thank him right now for letting me go and allowing me the opportunity to realize my full potential.

♥Oh, so vintage... 8:34 AM


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