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Jul 3rd, 2006 3:44:54 pm - Subscribe |
I won't give in to my love of attention. I won't think I am falling in love with this kid I know only through Myspace. Someone completly different than my Abercrombie&American Eagle persona. WIth tattoos& peircings, but still one of the cutest boys I have ever met. The most beautiful brown eyes that can just look through you like he could read my mind. I will admit I am intimidated. I make it clear I have a boyfriend. He accepts that. But we just click. We hang out a second time and there was more touching. Innocent touching to add. I liked it. He left me wanting more. I think the same for him. Just one day later he visited my at me house. I felt like something was wrong, like he couldn't look at me. What did I do to make this beautiful boy for full of wonder and excitment run away from me? Now he doesn't return my calls I sound desperate when I call him. I need to see him. I guess in a way I am desperate. But really is that so bad? I think I might go as far as to say I have a little school girl crush on him. He doesn't tell me "I'm hot" He tells me I'm gorgeous. I like that better than what most guys say. He says I am intelligent and a great person. He makes me feel free. We go to Funworld sometimes, I love it. Even if we are just sitting in a parking lot in his car I am the happiest I will be all day. But now I am afraid that's gone. I hope it's not gone I wish he would talk to me I want him to read this. But then I will be giving in and giving up. But sometimes that's all someone can do is give up, surrender sometimes it's for the best. <3 Amanda. |
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| Narcissa |
July 03rd, 2006 |
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| aajke ashbi...that's "come today?" in bengali. in case you didn't know, bengali is a language...from India. my mother tongue! | ||
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