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ActingI’ve never thought about it, y’know.Acting by ~Tasooks
It never occurred to me.
You’ve always been that guy who’s not exactly what you’re dreams are about.
No. I didn’t say that.
We’ve been friends since … forever I guess.
You’re not supposed to think about your friends like that.
There were boyfriends and even some girlfriends. I wanted to know … wanted to find … Dunno what I was looking for.
And we were friends all along. I liked us being friends. I needed us being friends.
I can’t tell when we changed. I can’t say what changed.
It scared me. I didn’t want to lose
Devious Journal EntryReally tired. Good night.Devious Journal Entry by ~rrbb1313
(Thought I might say it here because there's no one else to say it to)
Devious Journal EntrySo I finished writing this dialogue thing where one character is talking with this other guy. Like:Devious Journal Entry by ~rrbb1313
1: Good morning.
2: What's wrong?
1: I'm sick.
2: Really?
1: Yeah. Really. Why would I lie about that?
2: I don't know. Where's my jacket?
1: What?
2: My jacket. Have you seen it?
1: No. why?
2: Don't be a jackass. Because it's cold, that's why.
1: No, it's not. The sun's shining, the air's warm. Trust me, it's really annoying. You can't miss it.
2: What? No, it's--ow! What was that?
1: What do you mean?
2: Oh, God, my leg--look, my leg--
1: There's nothing there. Calm down--
And, well, I'd love to finish this, but, well, I'm a little busy. But I got down what I could. Long story short, the guy with the invisible leg problem freaks the fuck out and turns into a monster, whereby the other guy runs like hell but doesn't get far. The end.
I love to read your entries but it is always like "What could I say?" Huh. Yes.
Sta.sh
