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allright, that whole fucking "you don't know what you have until its gone" thing.
Fuck it.
I'm so tired of being shown what I had or could have had. I don't even get it. How do i keep getting drawn into things? I moved *away*. I'm not supposed to care anymore.
But it's like I spent
all day feeling really fucking helpless and when he did call, I realized how much I miss him. I dont get any rights to miss him. I walked away. and for once, this isn't about who you think it is which is even *more* fucked up because how did i not realize how unofficially involved I was with two boys?
Two? How does this happen? How does one call me about the other and expect me to be able to fix it? Not fair.
Fuck it.
I'm so tired of being shown what I had or could have had. I don't even get it. How do i keep getting drawn into things? I moved *away*. I'm not supposed to care anymore.
But it's like I spent
all day feeling really fucking helpless and when he did call, I realized how much I miss him. I dont get any rights to miss him. I walked away. and for once, this isn't about who you think it is which is even *more* fucked up because how did i not realize how unofficially involved I was with two boys?
Two? How does this happen? How does one call me about the other and expect me to be able to fix it? Not fair.