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Aug 05, 2009 14:35



trying to stop the blood and pulling glass out of your hand made me feel like i was actually helping you. i panicked, but we were in the same room together. why wouldn't i help you?

you were talking to me.

last summer you couldn't just tell me anything. you completely left my life. i suspected all that you told me and i was really worried. i tried calling. you never answered. i could have made you feel better.

i'm glad you realized that last night.

even if you're lying to me, i'm not even mad anymore.

i'm just glad i hung out with you.

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