Pitiful creature of darkness,
what kind of life have you known?
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I haven't spoken to James for a little bit now. I don't think I will again, but I must say that he runs through my mind constantly. Not in a way like psychotic stalker mood where I try to find out every little thing about him or see him as a shrine. More like, well, a person I can talk to. If you ever find me quiet, I'll ususally be having a conversation with James. *sigh* I wish I would forget him, but until then I'll just keep chatting with the poor fellow.

*vomits* He just called. and basically, I made a totla ass of myself before running away. Godammit. I gotta go to a break dance class now, but SHIT!