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by angela Aug 26, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Sometimes, he's there other time's he's not His cute roommate though always opens up. I talk to his roommate, almost everyday, We always talk about stuff when my guy isn't there, or away. He didn't answer the door. Of course i knew why. so i drove for a bit, till his roommate showed up. We went in the house and it sure stunk. I don't think his roommate, New what was up I wanted to say hi, just to see him. But when i got close to his door the smell of pot was reeking. I turned right around, and sat on the couch. I talked to his roommate and watched some tv. I somehow think maybe me and him should be.