If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and I.
I remember a time when it was just me and you. We were walking together under the starry sky admiring the warm glow of the campus lamp posts on the sidewalk. We passed by the auditorium, softly lit by strings of lights on that moonless night. My hand found yours. Our eyes met... I decided then to tell you...
... that today was Saturday and I don't "work" on the weekends. Can you hold out until Monday? ~_^ And then you had Cloud molestorize me anyway. *cries* How could you?! I thought I meant something to you!
But that five bucks you left on the bed sure did ease my pain. >.>
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Date: 2005-12-01 09:34 pm (UTC)... that today was Saturday and I don't "work" on the weekends. Can you hold out until Monday? ~_^ And then you had Cloud molestorize me anyway. *cries* How could you?! I thought I meant something to you!
But that five bucks you left on the bed sure did ease my pain. >.>
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Date: 2005-12-02 12:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-02 06:24 am (UTC)Although if you have a "Get Out of Jail Free" card... >.> We can have lots of appointments.
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Date: 2005-12-02 03:05 pm (UTC)