Thursday, May 12, 2005

This decision, it has been made. The boy and I will not be friends, after all.

I knew it was (b). Sometimes we deny the knowing in our hearts with the hopes in our heads.

Mostly I'm relieved to have the question answered. The not knowing, the twisted around hoping, has been exhausting. I feel wrung out. Ready. For. Nap.

posted by m at 11:31 PM



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