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2008-10-13 - 6:38 a.m.
I woke up all angst-y. Fresh out of a dream of falling in love. The lyrics from Joy Division's Isolation blurting from my lips as I gained consciousness.
Mother, I tried, please believe me
I'm doing the best that I can
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through
I'm ashamed of the person I am
She was a cute geeky girl who, to a third party, explained she was cast as dull and unsexy. I interrupted to exclaim with a blush of crush-borne earnestness, "you've been mis-cast." Followed by the dream's melodrama of the first kiss and and desperate limb tangling.
It made me ache a little.
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So, how do you like them apples?