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Hi people. Today sucks. So, if I'm not clear, please excuse me. A lot of things happened since the last time we talked. Okay, it started with Cheryl, my beloved ex. My first sex partner. My friend. My blah blah. She came out ! Yes. Turns out that she is fully bi now. Geezus! It's like a disease I have and I spread it to everyone. Now, this story is about to get complicated, so bare with it. Cheryl tells me that her and Stephanie, her best friend, have been going things. But Stephanie has been acting weird twords her. So, I ask, "What about Jimmy, your boyfriend" And she says she doesn't know. So, she goes off. Then, a day or two later, she comes up to me cry. "Tom" she says "Jimmy broke up with me and now he's with Stephanie. So, she crys and crys, and I kiss her , and kiss her. And we had a serious make out section. So, we agreed that we should go back out with each other. Yay, I say, because recently, I've been falling in love with her again anyways. So we are going out for about two days, and she turns to me and says "I can't do this to you Tommy. I'm going out with someone else." Totally shocked, I gave up and just wanted to die for like 3 minutes until she told me who she was going out with. Mark!!!!!!!!!!! Mark is her ex that is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo nice to me and sooooooooooooooooo very hot. So, I said, okay. I kinda didn't think she was into the whole relationship with me anyways. So, she's dating Mark, but then, she dumps Mark, which I hate her for because she's acting like a stupid slut and she dates this guy named Scott. The guy I thought was hot, but not any more because he's a slut and totally straight. So, I go over to Mark's house to say sorry for Cheryl's stupid behavior and Mark starts talking and I start talking and I ended up giving him a blow job. I mean, he's this supposite totally straight guy, but he was thrusting into my mouth like an expert. And I was happy. But then the next night, it was like I didn't exist. But, oh well. . It was a great night. Just keep in mind, all the stuff that I've said happened with Two weeks. So, it's been very busy. I don't know what will happen, but I do know that I'm still single, and still have my gaginity wraped up in my tiny little hole and I'm sick of it. Then, at the end of the week, I get an IM from Andrew, who I thought was dead. And I was like, oh god. He always fag his way into my life when I need him and leave when I need him more. So, he goes on about his life now and I'm noticing a change in him. So, I'm like, hmmmm, now this is the Andrew I know and love. And then I thought. "Love?" So, Rosie was pestering me about how I still want to be with Andrew, and deep in my heart, I know I do, but I know it could never be because of all the stress he would place upon me to be better than I can be at the moment. So, that so sucks.
So, I have this bug bite on my lip and it looks like genital warts and it's so pissing me off. I have so much more to say, but I have to go because Justin and I are going to the Rever tonight. But I'll do the blog thing tommorrow as well because I have so much more to say. There are so many things going on right now, I can't really get them all in here. Love ya all. Hey, and Jon, would you stop talking about my blog at work. Just shut up about it. You need not telling everyone what I say in here. It's so wrong. Gay bitch.

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