And I'll never learn it. What's that? you may ask. Well, if you've never heard that quote, you're doomed. In my book. Here it is so I can save your souls: "The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return."
Sure, I'm loved by my friends and I love them, but it's not the same. And, Impulse, I write about LOVE! Ha! Touche! Just watch, she's gonna come up with some retort to that and I'll be speechless. And then the next week I'll think of something to say back. Eh. C'est la vie et la vie est cruel.
I've decided to go on just loving Red Delicious and let things be and not care and just go on with other things such as the musical. And Yule. Bonfire at my house! If he doesn't want to talk to me or make contact with me in any way, tbfh. My friends know how cool I am. His loss.
Side note: The other day he called me Lilith and I freaked. How did he know that name?! I know this is online and public and everything, but people don't just go around reading random blogs. Or at least I don't. At first I thought that he read my blog, probably because he read Peter's or something along those lines. But then he said that Peter had said "Oh, there's Lilith" and he had asked Peter what that meant and Peter said "Ask her". But I'm not sure I believe him. Peter, is that what happened? Well, anyways, now Red Delicious knows that there's something about him or something I don't want him reading here. Eh. I decide I don't care if he reads it. There's no hope for us anyways.
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Ulp! Sorry about that! I wasn't thinking that day. He still doesn't know your blog title/address, does he?
I'ts fine... most likely.
you could always post a safety blog where you say, haha just kidding... i totally don't like that guy at all, i can't wait to show him all this for april fools day...
it could work.
Heh, it doesn't matter guys. And Peter, don't worry. He told me today that he's never read a blog before, let alone mine. Actually, I might let him read it. But only if he stumbled on it, so Peter don't show him or anything. If he did read it, I don't want him to think that I wanted him to read it or anything. Plus he knows I like him. He "guessed", although it's not that hard. People whose names I don't know knew that I like him. "Oh, you don't know me" "Yeah I do, you're that girl who likes Red Delicious!" *sigh*
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