So, someone threw panties at Rick during singfest.
Hillarious!
Whhhhhhhhhhy? Someone, please tell me? Why?
HAHAHAHA
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& then Nic passed me this image.
We love you RICKKKKKK hahahahaha!

(i shrivel)

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& then...Nic also passed me lyrics to part of the song before telling me
what it was.
She said - this is so aptly my life:

Are you gonna stay with the one who loves you
Or are you goin' back to the one you love?
Someone's gonna cry when they know they've lost you
Someone's gonna thank the stars above

I was struck with horror.
(WAILLLLLLLLLLL....WEEEEEP)
and then i heard the mp3. ANCIENT!
why hasn't anyone ever done a cover and remove the
goose-bumpy instrumentals hahaha

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usually, am not fickle.
so the past two days have been the crappiest, most self-loathsome of times.
when i decide on something - people have a hard time shaking me off my
track.
especially when i know it's for the good of all. decisions like that -
should be easy to make.
will someone get hurt? yes? if it's someone other than me, then, my
risk-taking-level
plummets to zero. Yosimite Sam: Ahoy there! Enemy ahoyyy! See? White flag is
up.

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Talking to someone last night, who said, "It's not so bad, you still have
(he mentions 2 guys/choices)." He hit a very hurtful spot by saying that. I
looked at him and thought - how is it so easy for men to just let go? How
convenient. They have no attachment to their own emotions. And i felt sad
for him, and angry at myself for not having the courage to let him see that
the choices do not matter if my "heart that knows" has made up my mind. I
guess it doesn't matter at this point. Cause as I said before - my truth is
not necessarily yours.