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The other night was good at Eric's house. Came home and Amit woke me up. Was suppose to work on the site with him & Lenny but they didn't have anything with them so we just hung out & I called David over. Lenny went to work. David & Amit came back. Eventually they left & I had to make a stop somewhere so I had to dress up. Afterwards I got picked up - got Polina. Went to pick up Sainatee but the driver was such an asshole he seriously brought tears to my eyes, telling me I shouldn't volunteer for these things when I don't know what's going on. I felt like I was six years old again and I didn't like it, at all. The show was fine, I took my pictures but felt completely out of place and it wasn't just because I was dressy. I don't have a real reason though. I'm still lost amongst my friends and still feel like I belong in a studio dancing, doing nothing else.
21 questions reminds me of him & I don't know if I have the guts to ask him to his face. I'm so afraid of making a mistake and fucking everything up. Things never were easy for me but never this complicated either. Will I look in his eyes and just see love or false truth? Everything he's been doing or saying could have all been a big lie and if that's the case then why try? I'm losing my mind.
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