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I have nothing more to say. This is pointless. I can't have real friends anyway. I've dragged everything out far too long already, and now my chances have passed. There's no future ahead of me, and all that I can see in my past is guilt and regret.
I have nothing left to say to any of you. This journal will be deleted within the next two days or so. For GOOD this time. I know there are some of you who only thought that I wrote her only for attention, and I hate you for it. I don't feel safe here anymore, and I don't trust anyone, so I will not be updating again.
Most of you only believed me to be a failure anyway.
I have nothing left to say anymore. To anyone. My heart has descended into silence a long time ago.
EDIT: I may open a new journal, but with only maybe a few people or so on my friend's list. I don't know. I don't know what to do about anything anymore.
I have nothing left to say to any of you. This journal will be deleted within the next two days or so. For GOOD this time. I know there are some of you who only thought that I wrote her only for attention, and I hate you for it. I don't feel safe here anymore, and I don't trust anyone, so I will not be updating again.
Most of you only believed me to be a failure anyway.
I have nothing left to say anymore. To anyone. My heart has descended into silence a long time ago.
EDIT: I may open a new journal, but with only maybe a few people or so on my friend's list. I don't know. I don't know what to do about anything anymore.