i don't think it's shitty to be confident.

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wouldn't you rather hang out with someone brimming with confidence than some forlorn and self-deprecating wimp?

i can't remember the last time i looked so forward to a weekend.


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i secretly wish this weekend wouldn't end. or that something so fantastic would happen that i could be driven to go out every night next week. of course until i leave on wednesday.

i can't believe i'm going home again....?

weird. i was just there. i am settled back into my love affair with new york and it's already time for me to leave for another 4 days.

joey called me tonight.

i don't want to check the message.

do you ever have those? the person that always calls and you're not really sure what to say so you don't pick up and then they always leave a message so you HAVE to call them back.

well i've said it before: it's fucking shitty to not call someone back if they leave you a message. especially when it's someone you don't talk to every day.

don't people understand this piece of etiquette?


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phone calls are nice and friendly things.

like kisses.

friendly like i think you're swell or how've you been

sometimes they can mean more. phone calls and kisses. but sometimes that's all there is to them and sometimes that is the best way to have them.

i want to call you because it's nice to say hello and catch up for a minute.
i want to kiss you because it's nice to press my mouth to yours and giggle afterwards.

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i ate butternut squash soup for dinner and it burned my mouth.

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