I'm breaking up with you.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
The day you broke up with me, I was diagnosed with lymphoma. I didn't tell you, because even though I love you, and I want nothing more than to have you by my side, seeing me through chemo...I know you'd be doing it out of pity, and not love. I want you to come back of your own accord, because you love me...before it's too late. Please hurry.
Friday, April 25, 2008
You told me you were clinically depressed, and that I was the only person you trust. That was your secret; here's mine.
When you called to tell me this, I thought you were crying because you had found out I'm cheating on you again.
I keep hurting you deliberately. I'm so sorry. I love you. I don't know why I do it either.
When you called to tell me this, I thought you were crying because you had found out I'm cheating on you again.
I keep hurting you deliberately. I'm so sorry. I love you. I don't know why I do it either.
It had been so long since I'd found a girl that excited me. Dating became boring real quick, I was interested in anyone I met, but kept looking because I knew I could be happy, in love, again. Now all I have to do is slow myself down, so that we become infatuated with each other. I found the ultimate gem!
I want to ask my girlfriend to marry me. But I'm afraid to tell her that I'm the heir to a multi-million dollar company.I don't want to tell her because I don't want the money to change things. But I don't think I can ask her to marry me without telling her.
Happy honeymoon. Did I mention I'm loaded?
Happy honeymoon. Did I mention I'm loaded?
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