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World was on fire, No one could save me but you. It's strange what desire make foolish people do.

And I'd never dream that I'd know somebody like you. And I'd never dream that I'd need somebody like you.
Noooo...I wanna fall in-love And I Wanna fall in-love. WITH YOU.

What a wicked game, to make me feel this way. What a wicked thing to do. To let me dream of you. What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a whicked thing to doooo, to make me dream of you.

And I...wanna fall in-love.
And I...wanna fall in-love.

With you....

World was on fire, no one could save me but you. It's strange what desire will make foolish people do...Nooo..

And I'd never dream that I'd love somebody like you.
And I'd never dream that I'd lose somebody like you.

And nobody loves no one.
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So Aaron (the owner of Safehouse) finally bucked up like a man and talked to me. See, apparently he had a *crush* on me. Lacy told me about it, and so did Ben. Then I guess Ben said some things to Aaron which led him to believe I wasn't interested, which embaressed him. So instead of toughing it out and talking to me, he ignored me for a couple of weeks. Finally, Lacy talked to him and was like, "She was flattered....I don't know what Ben told you, but it's making her uncomfortable coming to YOUR coffee shop, when you are acting akward, as if she did something. She just listened, that was it." So last night, I went to the counter to get a blackberry soda and a pack of parliments in a box...and he greeted me, and asked me how I was doing. He didn't charge me for the drink, and when I went back for a bagel later in the night, he didn't make me pay for that either. So, I guess the water is clear again, and he is curious about when I'll be doing the SG shoot at his shop. So, I'm glad about that.

Last night I had a dream I was on a train with the lead singer of Franz Ferninand...and the guitarist from the Killer. Apparently they were best friends, but were forced to fight, so they were running away together. It was cute. (Not like that). And then the guitarist from The Killers, and I somehow started making out. And then we had sex, except I couldn't see us have sex. When we started, this random animation images of people doing it (changed every 5 seconds to a new image) would flash before my eyes. It was like a movie.

I miss Vanessa & Sean.

I really want a roommate. I'm going to be so lonley. bahhh.

I think Dace doesn't want to be friends with me anymore, courtesy of Nicole Rodick herself. *Shrugs* There's no use in getting upset about something I can't change or have control over, so I might as well roll with the punches and let it go. I have too much riding right now to get upset. I love Dace very much, don't get me wrong, but I'm not going to be treated like I'm a nobody, because he's pussy-spunned over some psycho. (Yes, this is chilish of me, but damn it, you have no idea how much disdain I have for this girl). All good things must come to an end, to allow for something new to begin.

I love you, still.