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Sometimes I don't know why I bother saying the things I do. Few people really get what I'm saying. But I have to say I enjoying being an ass sometimes. It's pretty liberating. Apparently I've been too nice for too long and now I'm not allowed to show my hurt and pain because for so long I wouldn't. Well fuck that. What I feel is what you see and what you get.
You say you're sorry but you don't do anything to make it better. I needed time to get over the hurt, which in itself took me a long time to admit, but that didn't fly for you. I had to be okay with it and friendly now or else it means I hate you. But you, you get to take aallll the time you need to get over your hurt. Hurting me, as you admit, along the way but hopefully no one else. Well fuck that too! It's pointless trying to get over the hurt when you won't let go. That's what I've learned in the past week. Thank you.
STILL your friend,
PB
You say you're sorry but you don't do anything to make it better. I needed time to get over the hurt, which in itself took me a long time to admit, but that didn't fly for you. I had to be okay with it and friendly now or else it means I hate you. But you, you get to take aallll the time you need to get over your hurt. Hurting me, as you admit, along the way but hopefully no one else. Well fuck that too! It's pointless trying to get over the hurt when you won't let go. That's what I've learned in the past week. Thank you.
STILL your friend,
PB