Oh.

He gave it back to me after school.
:D

Anyways, this has been stuck in my head for awhile now. It's something I came up with today in English.
cross-posted on MONDAYEYES

Repairing

I'm forgetting my own 'Sarah Marshal'.
I'm moving on to one who likes me for being the real me.
I've never been so happy.

My heart is repairing still.
Adding the finishing touches.
Making sure that I won't crash into a emotional mess.

Everything that reminded me of you,
Is nothing to me now.
I can look at those pins without even crying.

Our time together was fun while it lasted.
But we both knew somehow we'd give up.
Our differences conflicted too much.

You were the egotistical image of a anime character any fangirl dreamed of.
I was the rebellious indie hipster kid who dyed her hair one too many times.
I'm surprised our own friends didn't say "I highly doubt they'll last a week."

The post break-up was a bit bitter.
After that week and a half,
I learned that all you were was a notch in my bedpost.

Let's stop the ignoring games.
We know we can't keep this up.
Let's go back to being good friends.

I know you told me to move on.
But 'moving on' doesn't mean 'ignore my ex 24/7.'
Grow up you jerk.

As much as I worry about my own friends.
I worry about you sometimes.
Cause I know you have worse sleeping habits than me.
(just so you know, I can see some grey hair.)

You are still the 'playa ex' in my book of boyfriends.
But in the book of friends you are 'the guy who said happy birthday to me at 12 AM'.
Let's forget our post break-up drama and live life as it comes.

Yours truly,
Your crazy insane bitch ex :D

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I get to go to a "no on 8" protest tomorrow!!!
WHOOO, SUCK IT YOU DIRTY CONSERVATIVE REPUBLICANS!!!!

u kno me.

Haha, I'm off to watch my shows I missed within the week now~

-ariel xo