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Ironically he called me two minutes after I typed that last sentence.
And, I didn't stay strong.
I played it off like everything was okay,
then once we got off the phone I beat myself up about it.
I've been playing it off at school for the past few days..
Bad ideaaa.
I finally got the chance to tell him how I felt.
I was supposed to be relieved, right?
... Sike.
No. It felt good to finally be able to let it out.
But what I wasn't expecting, was his reply:
"I understand where your coming from, but what are you saying, Candace?"
... Exactly what I told you. I can't do it anymore. Not under these circumstances.
"Think about it &; I'll call you later tonight."
.. Me? Think about it? What's there to think about? It's YOU who has to do the thinking.
Seriously, I just want it over with. I just want things figured out. This has gone on WAY TOO LONG.
My head hurts.