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♥ Monday, August 27, 2007
4:29 PM

this will go on forever

"So is he your best friend or your matair?"

Exactly what difference would it make,mother.You're going to categorise both under the same space (in that head of yours) anyway.So it wouldn't matter to what my answer would be because you've already gave the answer to your own question.

I love you.

But I do hate how there isn't the word "platonic" in your dictionary.Yes I know what the Al-Quran says,but sometimes I am just JUST friends with these boys and am not in a relationship with them.You don't have to worry for these boys because in their eyes,I have an imaginary dick as well.

I won't be suprise if you're reading this very sentence I'm typing,since it won't be your first.LJ anyone?Sucks when you share the computer with your parents.

Now since you've seen "sensual" pictures of me (that picture where my face was against Raz's cheek and was hardly an affectionate kiss; that's what she calls 'em),I have to now send them all to Photobucket just so I can still feel as if I still have my little sense of privacy.

Someone say something to make me feel better.Ugh.
Oh time to clear History.