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Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself. -- George Bernard Shaw
These past couple of days have been really rough on me.
I hate the fact that i like someone and its hurting someone i love. I hate the fact that he just cant live here. I hate the fact that i kiss this other guy and i am happy about it. I hate that he hates me and doesnt want to talk. I hate how i am losing my best friend. I hate how i cant just call him up to say i love you. I hate that he wants everything to work out perfectly when there isnt a chance in hell it will. I hate that i have no faith. I hate that i have to make a choice and either way i am lost . I hate that i am happy. I hate that i never want to make anyone angry and its killing me. I hate that i need so much. I hate the way he doesnt pick up his phone. I hate the way he doesnt call me at 4 am to wake me up with a, good morning beautiful. I hate that i never have anytime. So does this thing mean i have to hate myself? Does it mean that you will be unhappy? I want to know what you want from me. I want to know how it can be done and i want to know why i can just be happy.
But i will never know forsure. Since you dont talk to me.. I am sorry love.. i miss you and will always love you..