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Yes, I do trust you, but Ive been hurt. Why, when I get upset at things you are doing, it becomes that I don't trust you?
I love you so much that I can't go three breaths without thinking of you. You love me back and dearly, I know this. Then why can't you understand why things like tonight will upset me? I guess I'm supposed to laugh it off cause Im a fun guy and like to have fun... well not when it comes to some things. Some things hurt me and make me scared. Im so scared that you'll leave me for a "better guy"... for one of those rich, pretty assholes you work with. Or maybe for a guy who has more to his life than going to school, watching his father die and being a jobless slouch.
Im sitting here writing to vent, so I dont stay mad or upset, so that when you call me later, I wont blow things out of proportion. But the more that I write, the more I start to feel fear. Im letting the hurt child inside of me out of his closet again. I thought that fucker died...
I just need to breath and calm down.
Goodnight.