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I've pretty much had it.
And I'm pretty much fed up.
I wish for once, just once, in my life, people could be honest with me.
Seriously, if you don't want to talk to me, don't.
If you don't want to be nice to me, don't.
If you hate me, hate me.
I don't want to stop you.
Although it makes me sad, and sometimes mad.
I can't stop it.
So do it.
Seriously.
Because ya know what?
I give up.
I can never seem to win, so why bother with the whole trying thing.
And ya know what... I do miss you. A lot. Hell I don't even know if you read this, but I do miss you. I don't think you miss me in the slightest, but its out there now. Now you know. Everytime I hear that song...you know which one (swm) I think of you. Today in class I made a whole list of what I miss and what makes me think of you. Yea I'm that pathetic I know. But guess what...I guess thats just the way I am.