Feelin' a Spoonful of Lovin'
So a friend of mine walked around the corner today and told me he loved me. Even if he doesn't mean it in the way that a girl wants to hear a guy say it, it was still nice to hear. I haven't heard that from a male in a long time. In fact, the only person who ever tells me this is my mom. And I don't know if she really means it half the time. In case you hadn't noticed, Today is officially my "Pity Party" and you're all invited.
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Hmm...I like the cake idea. If you all promise to play charades and let me win, I will pass out hats and little bags filled with candy and favors.
OMG!! If I had known you were so into pity-parties, I would've invited you to mine last Friday!! It was awesome--just me, a bottle of Champagne and really greasy/nasty take out Chinese!
Maybe we can get that guy to jump out of the cake! Yeah! And yes, please invite me to all of your future pity parties. I will bring the spinach dip. Michelle, that has happened to me. In high school one of my best guy friends "broke up" with me because if I couldn't be his girlfriend, I couldn't be his girl friend. Dumbass!
if you're going to have men jumping out of cakes, i want in!
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