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I'm so tired.
This is to everyone and no one at all.
I hate that you went crazy. I was hoping we could still be friends. What a waste that would be.
I'm glad that you moved on. Hopefully you won't have to read this and know that I'm talking about you. Saying that I love you...leaves much to be desired.
I love your look. Your style and your body. My envy for you will be unsupressed and for that I will always want to be near you.
You never tried hard to keep something going. You apparently do that with a lot of people...girls imparticular.
You really should take more care. You could have so many people there for you but you insist that the only people that are worth your time are the ones you feel intimidated by.
I love you. You'll never understand. Or maybe you will. It's funny how fickle that is. I'm ok, I'm just insecure. Why me, you asked? I can't answer that. I was hoping you could. I have so many things to say to you but I know that none of them will amount to what I wish I could do you make you feel how I feel. How does it feel to know you'll never have to be alone, when you get home? You make me jealous. I wish I was everything you were but then I think you would think differently of me. In which case, I like me as I am. I miss you.
You win. I'm so tired. I'm a detective. I'm a different person. I'm not particularly witty or extreamly talented. I spend unknown times with you that are never memorable but I'll never for get them. I dwell. You know. I know. I give. HolaAdios.
You have fucked up sooo much in the past and yet I will always be there for you. You are so sorry for what happened. Well i forgave you. And I'm sorry I can't make that more clear to you. Just take care. I'm there for you always.
You're my best friends, have you seen that?
I'm soooo god. damn. tired.
This is to everyone and no one at all.
I hate that you went crazy. I was hoping we could still be friends. What a waste that would be.
I'm glad that you moved on. Hopefully you won't have to read this and know that I'm talking about you. Saying that I love you...leaves much to be desired.
I love your look. Your style and your body. My envy for you will be unsupressed and for that I will always want to be near you.
You never tried hard to keep something going. You apparently do that with a lot of people...girls imparticular.
You really should take more care. You could have so many people there for you but you insist that the only people that are worth your time are the ones you feel intimidated by.
I love you. You'll never understand. Or maybe you will. It's funny how fickle that is. I'm ok, I'm just insecure. Why me, you asked? I can't answer that. I was hoping you could. I have so many things to say to you but I know that none of them will amount to what I wish I could do you make you feel how I feel. How does it feel to know you'll never have to be alone, when you get home? You make me jealous. I wish I was everything you were but then I think you would think differently of me. In which case, I like me as I am. I miss you.
You win. I'm so tired. I'm a detective. I'm a different person. I'm not particularly witty or extreamly talented. I spend unknown times with you that are never memorable but I'll never for get them. I dwell. You know. I know. I give. HolaAdios.
You have fucked up sooo much in the past and yet I will always be there for you. You are so sorry for what happened. Well i forgave you. And I'm sorry I can't make that more clear to you. Just take care. I'm there for you always.
You're my best friends, have you seen that?
I'm soooo god. damn. tired.