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I hate being disappointed in someone. You meet them(because there's always a first meeting), things progress, yada yada yada, then bam! ...disappointment. In one way or another, there always is, and it makes you pause(depending on how severe the disappointment) and wonder if it's worth letting them go. Not cutting them out, that's far too highschool. Just letting them go their way, and you go yours. I'm almost positive I'm there. Which isn't cool. And kind of sad in that I know it could be prevented but I can't be the one to do that. But c'est la vie? People come and go out of your life, I know that, however it's still disheartening when it happens.
*blub* ...that was for kit kat..
And I want to start making more pretzels.
This scares the fucking socks off my feet to say that I seem to be accomplishing contentment. Weeeeeiiirrd.
-danielle
*blub* ...that was for kit kat..
And I want to start making more pretzels.
This scares the fucking socks off my feet to say that I seem to be accomplishing contentment. Weeeeeiiirrd.
-danielle