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"I love you, and because I love you, I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies"
there was a thunderstorm, complete with a downpour, lightning and thunder crashes; and I was stuck in the bio lab snapping the ribs of my cat, pickle, and tracing his arteries through his heart to his legs....we also had many conversations (me and the people at my lab table and the teach and a few others, not me and Pickle), such as me being addicted to kissing, then why I call him my "boy" and not my boyfriend (I was complaining that I love thunderstorms and I wished I was with him, in his arms, reading a book), for some reason Jade was threatening to throw "kitty bits" (those would be pieces of dissected cat that could be thrown away, e.g. fat, muscle, skin, tissue, etc), and then Roger and someone else talking about the golden girls and then we got onto the subject of Rap and Lisa (the prof) kept calling him "50 cents" and it was just really funny
then on the balcony, we got to talking about barbies (I don't know why) and how they should have "trailer trash barbie - comes with a case of beer and a black eye!" and breast cancer barbie who only comes with one boob and we were discussing why pregnant barbie got recalled (cuz she didn't have a wedding ring on...how stupid is that)
if you have actually been reading through those ramblings, you may have noticed what I left out; i.e., the events of last night. that's because I have no thoughts on them that should be disclosed at the current time...I know some of what is going through your mind, maybe most maybe all I'm not sure, but I don't know what's going through your heart, and it's not fair to "him" that I ask or know at all; you are my friend, and a better one than you may think; you are beautiful to me, and I dread the day when your eyes close themselves off to me, when I look in them and they are staring through me....but what will come, will come, and I need to learn to not second guess myself so much, to not dwell on "what ifs", to listen to the past and learn from it but to always look forward
you learn from your mistakes after one situation, but that exact same one will never arise again; there is always a fear of messing up because every minute into the future, every second that goes by, is unfamiliar territory - "you never step twice in the same river"
so yeah that's what I have to say for now....
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