you're notes on my journal are like a rose, both beautiful and prickly at the same time.
be nice now, i have a key to your apt. and i'm getting copies made so that i can sell them to all of your stalkers on ebay.
hey. i will remember your book, sheesh. kidding! yeah, i like your testimonials too. especially the one i left you, it reminds me of that sweet one you left me, oh wait a minute, you haven't left a testymoanyal for me
No more pissy Nicci. Makes me sad. There will be much dancing on Thursday and you HAVE TO, HAVE TO, HAVE TO, be there! Wear something.....special. I'm bringing ABBA.
Bluuuurrg. While sleeping alone is familiar, the fact that I have noone to call at odd times is overwhelming.
I miss the I Love You's; meaningful or not.
I miss the safety. The comfort.
I'm feeling icky from social interaction overload. What is a scenester, exactly? And why do I feel scenester-ish?
I do think that after this weekend it's hiding time.
be nice now, i have a key to your apt. and i'm getting copies made so that i can sell them to all of your stalkers on ebay.