Lies and Fairweather Friends.

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Sunday, September 5, 2010 @ 1:22 AM

I laugh at people who act like they're inlove when they go out for 2 or so weeks then break up and act as if they had a massive history. I just find it so amusing, frankly. You're NOT in love. I've never been in love, and I know that. No one has been in love with me either, so you know. I'm content with that though, it's not bad.

Stop playing with me. You need to make your mind up, because yeah I make it seem like I do it however you want, but I'm just keeping everything to myself.