dear i.m.,

welcome to my life. you're barely into 'em, they're into you, they're not into you, you're head over heels. its stupid, riiiight? i just wanna find a decent guy that makes me feel the whole fucking buterfly populace in my stomach. that'd be great.

not a mixed signal sending toolbox. i'm done with those. and i'm sure you're feeling the same way.

love,
-j

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