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It's about him.
2013-03-29 16:50:02 (UTC)

The Day After.

Dear Diary,
So he was suppose to come over but he didn't. Which made me sad, but of course I didn't tell him that. Why would tell him its not like he would of cared. It's okay now I'm over it. Just not him. I don't know what it is about him that is just so addictive. I don't know if it's his smell, his touch, the way he says my name, the way he walks, the way he acts. It's just addictive. I know i sound like I'm on a drug. He's my drug. He's the drug in my needle. Okay now I really sound like I'm on drugs. But it's okay.
I haven't talk to him in a couple days, and it feels good to not talk to him. I don't want to be one of those that has to know what he's doing right then and there, or has to know who he's with. I'm not one of those, or at least I don't think I'm one of those. I don't really know. I've never been in a serious relationship because I'm only 15 and I know I have all the time in the world. I don't really know what it feels like to be in LOVE or what it like to have him really care, or to have him there when I need him. All I know is that friendships never last forever. I'm used to moving all the time never staying in one place. I'm used to leaving the people that I love behind. But I'm going to go now. I'll continue this in my next entry. But in till then, Goodbye.


Love Always, Tiffany.




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