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Don't you.../
in anycase...maybe i should just stick to these kind of things..
love keeps messing me up anyway... |
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| This notion of a predestined love is terrible
and its even worse that you all think that way and grouped together to make it seem like the truth.
I've never been more disappointed...if it's not one thing its another..I gotta get away from that place.. |
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| I don't know what to say...I'm not even sure why I'm writing this..just listening to my inner self I suppose...
I miss you I think..and I say I think cause i'm not sure...all I know is that when I think about it or you too much I start to feel "sick"...and this sickness just might be a form of sadness that I've never really felt before..but it leaves a lump on the top of my heart and in the start of my throat...
I would like you to talk to me..about how you feel about me...about why you did so many thing for me just to completely push me away in the end...you went out of your way to ignore me...you did it to a science..people thought I was crazy for thinking that you hated me...but I knew I wasn't...
I don't know what it was about me that you just couldn't stand..I don't know why you just won't talk with me about it instead of holding it all inside...
I wish I was brave enough to tell you this to your face..and i will be soon...but I just wish...you were brave enough to do the same...i'd rather deal with the pain..that results from your words..than deal with the pain that was manifested from your scilence..
You're my friend..and I love you. So please stop this...and be my friend please? Were you really attached to me that much..did you really like me that much that you can't even be my friend now?...
I just want you to talk to me..to tell me how you feel..why is that so hard for you?
I don't know if you feel the bond I feel..but what I am sure of...is that you know somethings there...
You'll never find out if you keep hiding...
I don't know what else to say to you...maybe someday I'll find the words I'm truly trying to say..and on that day..I pray you find those same words...
Whatever it is..stop running. Face it. and Let it go...
I'm sad...I'm very sad because...because of you...and I still don't know why...
Love-Sumimasen-..Sincerely,
Mashangu.
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| Simple as that.
When does a joke stop being a joke?
WHEN THE PERSON BEING MADE FUN OF STOPS LAUGHING.
It's really that simple.
Stop. Just STOP.
The person isn't laughing. So why do you think it's still ok to go on??
Why do you think it's still funny when it's NOT anymore.
It's not over reacting when the person gets mad and leaves.
It's not an overreaction when the person gets upset because ITS NOT FUNNY TO THEM.
So: STOP.
Why is it so hard for people to give two craps about someone elses feelings??
Why are people so STUBBORN to admit they're wrong?
NEWSFLASH: You're way is not the only way. nor is it the "CORRECT" way.
You want me to correct my ways?? Correct your own first you self righteous egotistical anal retentive arrogant JERK.
Calling the kettle black...
saying I'm a child while you cut in line to get on the slide..
UGH!!!...
he's unbelievable sometimes..
its not ok. ITS NOT. And sorry but I'm not going to give in this time..cause guess what? YOU'RE WRONG. Not me. I was just GROWN ENOUGH to actually own up to my end... |
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| it turned out to be one of the best transitional christmases ever..
I'm growing older..so things have changed a bit..but there are still elements that will last forever..
and even though it was a horrible rocky start to the day "the strong will last long" ..
I'll admit...I wrote a whole depressing blog about everything..but after I wrote it out I did talk with my sister and did the best I could to keep everyone happy or at least talk it out to an extent..
all in all it was a good day when the visitors started comming.
And it was a perfect ending...
This just proves everything...
this semester will be full of wonderful surprises
and it will be a great and fun semester..
I'm looking forward to it..I have to be stronger..
and I plan to.
<3
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