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Well. Elation, followed by misery, followed by elation, followed by elation at being with a certain person, followed by worry, and by being belated... which leads to sadness.

Why is it so wrong to do what makes me happy? Because this makes me happy. I am very, very happy with recent happenings. I kinda hella dig 3 of the people at that house...

But daaayyyyyuuuummmmm. Joe is fucking hot. And gives an incredible massage. And, you know, is super fucking hot. Butterflies and such!!!!!

I hope I don't fuck everything up. And, I hope these people continue to be my friends. They make me feel exciting and wanted.

Now, to decide what I should do tonight......

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