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you were supposed to be here by now.. everything was ready...you had a school all picked out, a job waiting, free housing..practically a brand new car. Everything was set,, I would have been an hour away, which, god dammit, is better then 5 states. But no, you had to blow it.. You were too scared, wern't ready, couldn't afford,, Ok well you know what,,, you had months.. 6 fucking months to get over this and think about it,, I told you to think about this,, from the very begining I kept telling you to make sure this is what you wanted.. And this is the fucking reason why. I didnt want it to come to this and now cleary it is over, everything is so messed up. I blame you.
I love how it took months to research and pick out a school, and figure everything out, but once you found out it was over, it took you a week to figure out the rest of your life.. Good fucking job.
It hurts you know.. it really sucks to think about all of this. Everything is so messed up now. If were just would have followed threw with the plan, you could have been here by now, I would have helped you settle in, we would have went to the concert together last night, to the baseball game tommorrow, and I would have spent the next 2 weeks off, constantly by your side. However it obviously is under different circumstances. Your going to stay in Michigan for the rest of your God Damn life. Go no where because nothing ever is going to happen there. You want to work in some engineering job, something automotive,, well hell, look what has happend with Mortor City over the last couple years,, its all going down the tube. Good luck finding something productive besides a shitty factory job that your going to hate anyway.
Have fun at sc4 for the next 2 years...why to go your suck a fucking winner. Your so much more than that, and you know it.. but yet your not old enough,, not mature enought to relalize to take a fucking chance once in a while. Jump, just do it.. If it doesnt work out,, figure it out when that comes but god dammmit be a man, and just taking a chance.
You know, I sometimes wonder rather I want this. One part of me wants to beg you to change your mind.. Come to Florida...start something amamzing with your life, make a new chapter.. But then the other part goes screw you!! If that is really what you fucking wanna do.. so be it!... You hate half your family, but go ahead, stay closer to them and be there fucking puppet. Be miserable, because thats what you were before.
It hurts. Sorry I'm not going to lie, it really does. I know your hurting too, but it wasn't my choice to stay put. I didnt force you to do anything.. In fact it was your fucking idea to do it in the first place, to come here, to move here and change school and actually be with me.
Crying only makes it wrose and does nothing to solve the problem that can never, and will never be fixed. So I'm trying to deceide to stop. Smoking does nothing but make me feel more wrothless so that rules that one out. You hated smoking so I almost want to do it more,just for spite.
Imagine we could be cuddling tonight watching a movie, going for a walk on the beach in the morning, holding hands, embracing each other,,just the two of us. we could have had so much more. Tonight you could have helped me make dinner.. we could be the couple that everyone hated because we kiss too much in public... but we could have been us. We could have been something good, somthing strong and wroth while. I could have made sacrifices, and so could you.
do you hear me when we talk,, are your really listening.
why is the only thing I ever hear from you is Im sorry..
no if you were really sorry, you would be here with me right now.
but your not and now
your never going to be
I love how it took months to research and pick out a school, and figure everything out, but once you found out it was over, it took you a week to figure out the rest of your life.. Good fucking job.
It hurts you know.. it really sucks to think about all of this. Everything is so messed up now. If were just would have followed threw with the plan, you could have been here by now, I would have helped you settle in, we would have went to the concert together last night, to the baseball game tommorrow, and I would have spent the next 2 weeks off, constantly by your side. However it obviously is under different circumstances. Your going to stay in Michigan for the rest of your God Damn life. Go no where because nothing ever is going to happen there. You want to work in some engineering job, something automotive,, well hell, look what has happend with Mortor City over the last couple years,, its all going down the tube. Good luck finding something productive besides a shitty factory job that your going to hate anyway.
Have fun at sc4 for the next 2 years...why to go your suck a fucking winner. Your so much more than that, and you know it.. but yet your not old enough,, not mature enought to relalize to take a fucking chance once in a while. Jump, just do it.. If it doesnt work out,, figure it out when that comes but god dammmit be a man, and just taking a chance.
You know, I sometimes wonder rather I want this. One part of me wants to beg you to change your mind.. Come to Florida...start something amamzing with your life, make a new chapter.. But then the other part goes screw you!! If that is really what you fucking wanna do.. so be it!... You hate half your family, but go ahead, stay closer to them and be there fucking puppet. Be miserable, because thats what you were before.
It hurts. Sorry I'm not going to lie, it really does. I know your hurting too, but it wasn't my choice to stay put. I didnt force you to do anything.. In fact it was your fucking idea to do it in the first place, to come here, to move here and change school and actually be with me.
Crying only makes it wrose and does nothing to solve the problem that can never, and will never be fixed. So I'm trying to deceide to stop. Smoking does nothing but make me feel more wrothless so that rules that one out. You hated smoking so I almost want to do it more,just for spite.
Imagine we could be cuddling tonight watching a movie, going for a walk on the beach in the morning, holding hands, embracing each other,,just the two of us. we could have had so much more. Tonight you could have helped me make dinner.. we could be the couple that everyone hated because we kiss too much in public... but we could have been us. We could have been something good, somthing strong and wroth while. I could have made sacrifices, and so could you.
do you hear me when we talk,, are your really listening.
why is the only thing I ever hear from you is Im sorry..
no if you were really sorry, you would be here with me right now.
but your not and now
your never going to be