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[30 Apr 2005|02:28pm] |
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Last night had to be the best night I've had since . . . February 9th. I saw my lovely *ex*boyfriend who insists that we are nothing but friends. But do friends kiss other friends so fucking passionately? I don't know exactly how he feels and I don't think he knows exactly how he feels. But it felt so good to be in his arms again. I'm thinking everything is going to be good again, soon. Ugh, how I love that boy.
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