Nov 07, 2005 00:31
I don't know how someone can have so much hate and bitterness bottled up inside of them, for something so petty...and to know that you have been there for them at their lowest points just makes it seem like everything you ever lived for was a lie.
People makes mistakes, they change, they get in fights, they lie, but holding grudges, and just plain hating someone that used to be so special.....I just can't comprehend how that feels. How it feels to not know ones' self. To be plastic: not knowing who you are, what you want, what love truely is. Not forgiving, no matter how God loving you say you are.
I crawled out of a bottle last night, and I couldn't help but smile.