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How much did I cost?
...written on 2006-08-05, at 5:30 p.m.
So really, guys suck. Every single one of them. I don't care what other girls say. Your boyfriend, he may not suck to you but I guarentee he fuckin' sucked big time to someone else.
I just want all of the men in the world to know, right now, that you don't own me. You never will. Okay? You can't call dibs on me, not tell me and then get fucking pissed off when Im interested in other people.
Also, if I tell you outright that I'm trying to get over you and I will be trying to date other people, take me seriously, because I mean it. And if you dont want to know about how I'm flirting with other guys and maybe getting a little... intimate with them, don't ask. Okay?
Im not happy with men right now. You don't own me. And believe me when I tell you something. If we're messing around, then don't think it means we're together or that Im going to be exclusively with you. Sorry, but if you're not making promises, why should I?
Honestly.
I've lost my chances at happiness right now. So Im looking for fun.. which is the next best thing.