the CG keeps turning the music up and up. its like having a mini-rave in our living room. if i dance any more there is a real possibility that i'll expel the alcohol i consumed. tomorrow i might wish i had. god its new order. if i close my eyes i'm back in my teens. you know i never really left. everyone else grew up and i didn't. was that so wrong. i just can't believe it is, evne if i have to spend the rest of my social life with single or gay guys.
i look at him and i feel love. i fucked up and i was selfish but i never flinged and one nighted. its just not in my nature. the thought is just absurd.
i must go and dance.
1:11 a.m. - April 04, 2004
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