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Saturday, May 10, 2008

i got a piece of good news on thursday. like, fricking damn exciting good news. news that about a year ago would have made the rest of my life seem like one big happy dream. even a math test the next period couldn't dampen my spirits much.

but somehow, it seems to me like good news is just that, news...when you're not there to enjoy it with me. and you're not. you never are. and i hope you haven't changed that much yet, to forget the promises that you've made.

slau updated @ 1:50 PM

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