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Live and learn from fools and from sages
February 25, 2005
Dear Diary,
Dean kissed me.
He kissed me, and I kissed him back.
What am I doing? I never wanted to get this attached. A small friendship was okay. He would move on quickly after learning I died.
The bad thing is that I didn't even know my feelings were developing so quickly. It makes no sense – I always thought that for feelings to be genuine, you had to work at it. I always thought that it never just happened.
Maybe he's just feeling lust, and not love. Who knows?
Mom called earlier. She'll be home in two days tops. I hope she's okay, but I don't know how I'll hide this from her. She'll know something's up with me and my emotions.
Dammit! What's going on with me?
- Aubrey
You know it's true
All the things you do, come back to you