Wednesday, June 11, 2008
I finally said goodbye to you, cut you out of my life for good. I was shaking as I deleted your number from my phone, and for a few hours I kept waiting for you to call and tell me that you really did want to try to make it work as friends. Then I realized that I didn't want to you to do that, I didn't want you to drag it out any longer. This is what I've needed to do for a long time, and I finally found the strength to be ready to do it.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
They say they want me to get better. But it doesn't really matter if I don't does it? All the things I have to give up to make sure my friends safe and happy are going to cost me a lot more than my emotional stability, and I don't even think they care. I keep saying "one more day" but I'm not sure how many of those are left before I give out...
That's the first time I've ever felt like it was the other person's privilege to be with me. Like how I imagine beautiful people feel when they have sex with someone they know i uglier than them. But it's not because I'm more attractive. It's because I'm so much more beautiful than him on the inside.
i had the most amazing day yesterday. the most awesome things happened that i didn't even think were possible.
and at the end of the day even though i felt lucky about my life and that everything was so surreal...i felt unhappy and all of the negative things about myself even stronger than usual. why can't i just be happy?
and at the end of the day even though i felt lucky about my life and that everything was so surreal...i felt unhappy and all of the negative things about myself even stronger than usual. why can't i just be happy?
I bumped into you today, and it will probably be the last time we ever see each other.
After all we've been through and meant to each other over the past 7 years, you couldn't even get up out of your chair to hug me goodbye?
It makes me wonder if I ever really meant anything to you at all. And that really hurts because even though I've moved on, a part of me will always love you.
After all we've been through and meant to each other over the past 7 years, you couldn't even get up out of your chair to hug me goodbye?
It makes me wonder if I ever really meant anything to you at all. And that really hurts because even though I've moved on, a part of me will always love you.
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