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"It's a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all eaten
up inside with needing them--and they simply don't need you. And they'll
be the same way with someone else, and someone else will be the same way
about you, and it goes on and on--this desparate need--and only once in a
rare million do the same two people need each other."
Last night's realization were awful. I do not appreciate people who are so hateful towards other for no reason. I guess maybe I should take freinds' advice more often. All I know is that I am slightly disappointed. I thought maybe I saw the good side. Ahh, he's just like all the others.
Hope you make it to Hollywood.