Friday, August 1, 2014

obsessions

J doesn't care for the past. She's heard me ramble, so she is good at tuning me out. She remembers stuff because I am the obsessive type. People I don't talk about, she wouldn't know. I don't just meet people, so people I know, I know from someplace and for a reason. So it probably seems suspious when I hang with a friend I have known a while but have little superficially in common.

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