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I've put in a lot of effort.
I've done and said so many things...but nothing I can do or say will make things happen.
When people just don't care there is nothing I can do to get things going.
I'm sick of trying and sick of caring only to feel like I mean nothing to who I'm caring about.
Words just don't mean a damn thing at this point, it's all old news and repeated phrases.
I'm growing bitter and cynical.
But I guess maybe it's no one's fault.
Too much distance...not enough time.
Such is life.
I feel that everyday I'm losing more and more but I guess all I really need is already here.
I have a lot more to say but what good would it really do now...this is just a journal that people will read and think that I'm stupid or I'm just crying over something.
Both are probably true.
It really doesn't matter anymore.
This time...I'm really done, with a lot of things.
Take care.
I've done and said so many things...but nothing I can do or say will make things happen.
When people just don't care there is nothing I can do to get things going.
I'm sick of trying and sick of caring only to feel like I mean nothing to who I'm caring about.
Words just don't mean a damn thing at this point, it's all old news and repeated phrases.
I'm growing bitter and cynical.
But I guess maybe it's no one's fault.
Too much distance...not enough time.
Such is life.
I feel that everyday I'm losing more and more but I guess all I really need is already here.
I have a lot more to say but what good would it really do now...this is just a journal that people will read and think that I'm stupid or I'm just crying over something.
Both are probably true.
It really doesn't matter anymore.
This time...I'm really done, with a lot of things.
Take care.