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You could be waiting for a day that won't come
| Saturday, June 24, 2006 |
| Talk Me Up, I Dare You |
It's strange. Recently I have had a lot of people saying "you are beautiful" or "your daughter is very pretty" or "she's turned into such an attractive girl".
I believe these to be lies. Sweet lies that people tell people in order to make them feel good.
I don't like them.
I'm so terrible with compliments. Whether they are true or not, I just don't know how to take them. I find the compliments to me seem false, like they are being said just because I can hear them. For some odd reason I'm always more flattered when someone tells me that someone else complimented me to them. I'm not sure why. I think it's because I know that they aren't trying to impress me with it.
Honest compliments are so nice, but I find it hard to differentiate between honesty and fakeness.
Stupid loneliness.
Also, for the past couple of days I've hidden quotes in my blog. I'm surprised no one has commented/ figured out who they are all from.
martini kisses
"People don't even know me but they know how to show me."
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posted by Fucking Bingo @ 6:40 PM  |
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I compliment you all the time. Like the other day when I called you a dumbass, that was said with nothing but affection. Or the other time when I compared you to a dyslexic blind kid, pure sugar baby!
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see, those are the kind i can believe!
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Did you know that there are two dudes kissing on Brynn's blog?
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yes, i made the background... do you know who they are.... cuz one is most definetly her boyfriend.
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You didn't give her time to guess.
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and i wanted to guess so badly!
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kendra has left lou for nick...
silence is sexy...all right what have you done with lou...out with it..
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I always call you beautiful Nadia, but that is because I want you in my pants.
And sadly one of those guys is my boyfriend. Nick, should I be worried? Nads did an awsome job with creating that blog for me.
Nadia I listened to the CD you made me again, and honestly it made me so happy and I came to a realization, and I want to tell you about it on the phone, so give me a time to call.
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You should always be worried by not because of me.
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But Nick, you worry me so much, peeping in my windows at night and following me to work, etc.
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Wait, you mean those things aren't normal?
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I compliment you all the time. Like the other day when I called you a dumbass, that was said with nothing but affection. Or the other time when I compared you to a dyslexic blind kid, pure sugar baby!