• I'm not really sure why I'm writing tonight. He's at a show, so he won't be back until later tonight. No,no, he doesn't call them shows. He calls them "concerts". To me, the word "concert" is just kind of ugly. I mean, seriously, when I hear the word "con" I always think of a con-artist or pro's and "con"'s. 'Con' just kind of has a bad hold on me. Anyway, I usually use him as my journal, telling him whatever I possibly can, crying on his shoulder, laughing to him, talking about myself and him, and the thought of 'us'. He wrote me a poem. It's quite cute, and you can tell he put thought into it, Unfortunately, not enough thought to make it good. :\ He wrote it for our English class, and our teacher, I'm sure, will be quite amused with it. She thinks we're an 'adorable' couple. He refers to him and I as 'us'. I don't know if I like that. 'us'. I've spent my whole life trying to be my own person, and to find out that I'm now part of something big, something possibly bigger than I am, that's scary. I don't know. My best friend says he's only in it for the 'action' he gets from me. If that's true, he must be one horny bastard, because there's really not much action involved with me. I'm kind of... Scared. to get hurt again. Well, even if he is, he makes me feel beautiful, so he's fine by me. No, I do not find myself attractive. Yes, everyone else does. Whatever, I think I should email Ryan. Umm. World, I do not love you, but I wish I did, Goodnight all.

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