There've been good days; there've been bad days.
And it really irks me that I've been so unproductive.
I hate myself for being lazy.
And I miss you.
What is there to miss actually?
There was nothing there to begin with.
You foolish imbecile.
I hate you.
I like you.
Oh and Federer won the french open.
Whippee.
Please let something happen.
This anticipation is killing me.
Once again, I'm about to be disappointed.
I just know it.
Forget this,
I'm off to get some work done.
Ciao.
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