jarrod jennifer I hate you only for loving him I have never met you and I will never meet you but still I hate you only because you get that intimate closeness, that touch, that look, all those things that I want! I hate you!!! I want to be you I want to have his kisses his embrace his love I want all that and I don't want to share him with you, I want you to have no part of him, to be in my shoes and I hate you even more than before when you and him were new and now I am the forgotten one 991216 ... superleni mmm. i stole a boyfriend once. but i wanted him, what was i supposed to do? he was a crap boyfriend anyway. if i recall, he impregnated another dear lady while we were together. better her than me :) i think he was a serial-betheived boyfriend. indeed, i suggest he orchestrated it. he loved to go from one woman to the next with a bit of overlap and perhaps another somewhere in the middle and, several times, just a few hours apart. i don't feel bad about stealing him, because i was doing her a favour. i wish someone would have stolen him from me. unfortunately i had to chuck him out the window myself. it was really hard to do. incidentally, this blue place was my best friend when i did. he did have some good qualities. he was just loose as a goose. his name was not jarrod. 060612 ... superleni poor mother of his child. i really feel sorry for her. 060612 ... Emptyness Alive i accidently stole my friends fiance. i didnt mean to she fell in love with me it hurt i lost my friend went out with her she lost me 3 months l8ter my friend is my friend again but my heart woz broken. then i went out with an enemies GF 11 months heart broken. im a man whoar kill me quick before i strike again 060612 ... Emptyness Alive my heart not theirs i hurt myself emotionally scars that sometimes wont heal 060612 ... superleni isn't the high of it all worth the pain? 060613 ... Emptyness Alive too right the game of love is the most exciting thrill ride of them all 061019 ... does it ease the pain Weary of this slow recovery from broken heartedness, weakened by the trickle of agony that lies just beneath the surface of my smile, I send you an empty message of cordial greeting that brings me to my knees again. 111026 what's it to you? who go blather from