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//Thursday, February 10, 2011 12:59 PM
Bee Itch.
I will never forget how we met and how you knew he was going to be there and you felt like it's okay if I rather not know about his existence there and then by diverting my attention away when I already knew something was wrong.
But it wasn't okay for me. And now I want to gloat at how many rounds you have turned with him and you always lingered around. He didn't. Or he didn't know how. And you are exerting ridiculous expectations on him. Who are you to even impose such requests on him when we are all of the same level? You are as scary as a cat in the night, creeping, always on the prowl, defensive, but on the surface you can act like you don't care at all. In your heart, there is an empty room, but you had never free it up before to anyone who is worth it in your definition. Ironically. Bee Itch is for you and you already seemed to have acknowledged this title.
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