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I hate that I love how sad music makes you feel.
Moonlight Sonata is just about the song of my life. It's so beautiful, yet so sad. I almost cry when I listen to it. It makes me desperately wish that I could play it on piano. I try, but I'm not good enough.
It's wierd that I feel so lonely lately. I don't see my friends as much as I would like, and I know they probably see more of me than they would like. I know they don't want to know what's going on in my life, and I know that I've probably turned into exactly what I've fought so hard against. But I suppose I fought so hard against it because I didn't understand. And now that I do, it makes me feel sad. I am much happier in some respects than I've ever been, but I'm also much sadder. And I'm sorry I fought so hard. I suppose it's incredibly different when you're in the situation.
I apologize if I annoy you by talking about things that you don't want to hear. I apologize if it seems that all I have to talk about lately is him. I've just never met someone who I actually want to spend time with. It's a strange feeling, and I'm just not used to it. And I'm sorry if that bothers you.
I suppose I'll have to live with the way that other people want to handle this situation. I'm not one to argue. I'm not going to beg that you understand. I'm not going to yell. I'm not going to fight. I won't get angry at you, call you names, or stomp away. I won't insight arguments and I won't act differently. I'll respect the fact that you don't want me around, I'll respect the fact that you don't want to hear what I have to say, that you don't want to hear about our relationship, maybe that you no longer want to be friends with me or enjoy my company.
Perhaps I am a different person now, but I don't see much of a problem with it. College is coming soon, and maybe I'll find people that respect me for who I am. It's strange that I might be wanting to get away from the people that I've tried so hard to stay with.
Being shut out is difficult, but I suppose it's about time that what I've done to others comes back to me. It is only fair.
Moonlight Sonata is just about the song of my life. It's so beautiful, yet so sad. I almost cry when I listen to it. It makes me desperately wish that I could play it on piano. I try, but I'm not good enough.
It's wierd that I feel so lonely lately. I don't see my friends as much as I would like, and I know they probably see more of me than they would like. I know they don't want to know what's going on in my life, and I know that I've probably turned into exactly what I've fought so hard against. But I suppose I fought so hard against it because I didn't understand. And now that I do, it makes me feel sad. I am much happier in some respects than I've ever been, but I'm also much sadder. And I'm sorry I fought so hard. I suppose it's incredibly different when you're in the situation.
I apologize if I annoy you by talking about things that you don't want to hear. I apologize if it seems that all I have to talk about lately is him. I've just never met someone who I actually want to spend time with. It's a strange feeling, and I'm just not used to it. And I'm sorry if that bothers you.
I suppose I'll have to live with the way that other people want to handle this situation. I'm not one to argue. I'm not going to beg that you understand. I'm not going to yell. I'm not going to fight. I won't get angry at you, call you names, or stomp away. I won't insight arguments and I won't act differently. I'll respect the fact that you don't want me around, I'll respect the fact that you don't want to hear what I have to say, that you don't want to hear about our relationship, maybe that you no longer want to be friends with me or enjoy my company.
Perhaps I am a different person now, but I don't see much of a problem with it. College is coming soon, and maybe I'll find people that respect me for who I am. It's strange that I might be wanting to get away from the people that I've tried so hard to stay with.
Being shut out is difficult, but I suppose it's about time that what I've done to others comes back to me. It is only fair.