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My heart says yes, but my mind says no.
And my mind is the smart one.

They say "follow your heart," but I've been doing that for so long, and it has steered me wrong ... for so long ...

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Dear someone who's not in my state/country,

Ahaha, funny - you were the first person I thought of. I kinda-sorta miss you. You've disappeared from my life; even if I wanted to call you, I wouldn't be able to 'cause I was the dumbass who resetting my phone thinking that my phone numbers were saved to my SIM (and they weren't). We go waywayway back, and it's hard to believe that we became pretty close friends through the internet. Mad people would probably be like, Sharon, you buggin'! But like, I don't know - I take risks? Haha, I would never do that now, not really anyway, but I'm glad I did before, or I wouldn't have met you. However, it's hard to catch you on AIM now, and even if I do see you on AIM, I would IM you but would never get a response, or you're busy. I remember you kept asking me to be your girlfriend and whether I liked you or not, but I obviously didn't! How could I? Lmao, and you had to be the joker who said that you liked me, and that we could make it work. -Shakes my head- I was a smart girl, (and I still am!) and your friendship meant a lot to me. It still does, and it kinda sucks that we've lost contact. Maybe someday, "fate' will bring us to meet, because it has happened before. :) I miss you.


Oh you, LOL. You were the second person I thought of. You're so young, but I always treated you as if you were my age. We used to talk so often; what happened? LOL. You would always joke about marrying me, and that I would be your wifey forever - yeaaa that hubby/wifey shit don't fly anymore. I have to admit though, it was kinda cute. Like the one above, I can't believe that I met you online. FlootyTooty, was it? Ahaha. I'm glad you decided to message me - damn, I must've been on a lot for you to notice me like that. I hope you're doing okay now; I miss you too - maybe we'll talk again someday.

Love,

Sharon