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I'm tired of things.
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[31 May 2004|10:05pm] |
I can't stand us not talking. I had something real, or at least I thought it was real. I really liked him. I know he is doing this to me on purpose, I can just sense it. I told him I will just stop calling, cut off all ties. We can be on a break. That will be good for us right? See other people. He already is, and I will be here. ::sigh I will continue to pretend that I am perfect alright with us moving on.
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= the only things I really need.
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