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The only thing I ever have left to say anymore is, "It figures." No matter what my circumstance. I just had the fucking time of my life, with a bunch of girls I really care about, and still I find myself packing in a good three hours of sleep under my eyes, while listening to a sad song and wondering how I could have changed it. Still, I know, I

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I'm not trying to make you feel bad, but it's just how I feel now, because I know things change. I'm not trying to be a sap, or trying to be the pussy that is stuck behind, while you're being a badass out doing whatever the fuck you want, not caring about anything else. (I mean that in a good way.) I can't help but feel that it means that you have little or no time to think or remember the times we used to spend together. We used to be together every day, and you used to type out in livejournal "Today Anemarie and I..." every day, and if you read back on those times, they seem like yesterday, and they were all fucking awesome. Now, I'm lucky if I get a call once a week from you, and if we make plans, they most likely don't go through at all. I'm not being mean, and I'm not trying to start a fight with you. That's not what I want. I'm just trying to make you understand why it is you make me sad, and how you probably can't change it, unless we both change back to the way we were, but that won't happen, and we both know it will never be the same. I'll probably always miss you even when I'm fourty, and I don't expect you to understand, or even feel the same way, I just hope you know I'll probably never have a friend like you again, and I hope you put some thought into that.