HIGHLIGHT IT VVVV
The greatest part of me was taken away last night, and instead of getting high like I always do, I cried it out. It felt good to cry. I haven’t cried in a long time. It was a forced cry a razor to the wrist cry. (Don’t worry I crossed the street) but I figured out that if someone wanted to be with you it would be obvious. I didn’t want something for a while because I was pissed off at being dragged around. But I realized that if I would have wanted to at least try it then it would be fine now but when it was done to me for about five months I just let it slide by like nothing. But that is just how the world must work out for me. And I hope she is happy with this new found attraction I just hope that if she hopes on ever being with me again she would try to show it. Oh yeah I watched the notebook for the first time today, now I am going to finish reading one. Good- bye live journal………for a long long time