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We've had this habit lately, me, Alex, Annie, everyone that I'm with, to make a wish at each time interval that repeats itself, like 11:11, or 12:12, etc.
Last night, every night, I always wish I could just be happy.
It's taken me a long time, and I'm trying so hard just to remember that you have so many problems too, maybe the biggest is that you and I are so much alike. I'm trying so hard just to forget about you. Just let things go and not smile at the things I hear because you're not talking about me. Try and remember how much I don't like you, so when you don't like me I don't feel so bad. Try to forget all the good times. you're not important to me.
GET THE FUCK OVER IT.
You disturb me, you hurt me, and you waste my time. You complicate my piece of mind. Maybe this once we could have helped each other, maybe we'll never talk again.
I may not seem quite right, but i'm not fucked, not quite.
I think Annie is the perfect boyfriend -- I'm with her everyday, and when I'm not with her, she calls me and tells me she loves me and misses me. She takes me out to lunch, and pays. occasionally she buys me presents. We share the same bed, and go skinny dipping together, and when she ditches me or doesn't come when she says she will, I get depressed.
She said something yesterday, about how I haven't mentioned how much I hate my mom lately, and she's right, I don't really think about hating my mom anymore, because I hate myself, and I spend all my time, wondering why I am not happy.
I can't stand being home alone at night anymore. When JC is here i'm really alone, because occasionally Alex and I will watch a video together.
I feel badly for myself, if I was someone else, and I met me, I'd cry.
Last night, every night, I always wish I could just be happy.
It's taken me a long time, and I'm trying so hard just to remember that you have so many problems too, maybe the biggest is that you and I are so much alike. I'm trying so hard just to forget about you. Just let things go and not smile at the things I hear because you're not talking about me. Try and remember how much I don't like you, so when you don't like me I don't feel so bad. Try to forget all the good times. you're not important to me.
GET THE FUCK OVER IT.
You disturb me, you hurt me, and you waste my time. You complicate my piece of mind. Maybe this once we could have helped each other, maybe we'll never talk again.
I may not seem quite right, but i'm not fucked, not quite.
I think Annie is the perfect boyfriend -- I'm with her everyday, and when I'm not with her, she calls me and tells me she loves me and misses me. She takes me out to lunch, and pays. occasionally she buys me presents. We share the same bed, and go skinny dipping together, and when she ditches me or doesn't come when she says she will, I get depressed.
She said something yesterday, about how I haven't mentioned how much I hate my mom lately, and she's right, I don't really think about hating my mom anymore, because I hate myself, and I spend all my time, wondering why I am not happy.
I can't stand being home alone at night anymore. When JC is here i'm really alone, because occasionally Alex and I will watch a video together.
I feel badly for myself, if I was someone else, and I met me, I'd cry.