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Do you think this is weird? I waved at the herald at Medieval Times And I continued to "flirt" with him. I wrote him a note that said: "You blow your horn very well. And I think you're cute." I put my number on it, And after a panic attack, I gave him the note. And I ran for my life. Next day: I found him on myspace. I knew nothing about him Other than he works at Medieval Times And he plays the horn. That's it And I found him. That's pretty fucking good. I own myspace. Now what should I do? He hasn't called me yet. But it's only been three days. And I don't know why I even care. Because he's not my "type." He's not that cute. He isn't granola. Why do I care about this hornblower? Probably because he "flirted" back. Probably because I do think he's somewhat cute. Probably because he likes Everwood. Probably because I want a boyfriend because that's what all the cool kids are doing. Yes. This is weird. But I am going to myspace him if he doesn't call me. I'll give it a week. Hopefully he won't put out a restraining order on me.
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im done with boys
the only loves of my life are you
and anything that is edible that doesn't taste like ketchup.
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