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It never ceases to amaze me how people can be your best friend to your face and then talk shit behind your back. It sickens me. I won't say anything behind your back that I don't have the balls to say to your face. But I guess the people I once considered friends don't have the guts to do the same. I've done nothing but try to be there for everyone one of my friends. I've put myself out more times then I can count. I give everything I can, more then I should most of the time. The worst part is I never get even half of that same understanding, respect and genuine care back. No one calls me to make sure my day went alright. No one says 'Hey is everything ok,' when I'm not being myself.Maybe they don't care. Maybe I care too much.
Stress seems to be the only constant thing in my life that past few weeks. I have friends fighting, school work piling up and just the troubles of everyday life piling on my shoulders. Somehow no matter how hard I try things I should have forgot about a long time ago keep filing my thoughts. I guess you can forgive over and over but you can never forget. I guess my scars, emotional or physical, remind me of everything i've been through. But I have a feeling my scars are going to be getting a few new friends.
Stress seems to be the only constant thing in my life that past few weeks. I have friends fighting, school work piling up and just the troubles of everyday life piling on my shoulders. Somehow no matter how hard I try things I should have forgot about a long time ago keep filing my thoughts. I guess you can forgive over and over but you can never forget. I guess my scars, emotional or physical, remind me of everything i've been through. But I have a feeling my scars are going to be getting a few new friends.