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what would have happened? this question still continues to provoke me. but i can't stop thinking it. maybe that was my perfect timing. i think i'm here to prove something to you. but not now. not for a while. i would say, "lets take a break from this friendship."..but would you care? it doesn't seem like it at all. its almost as if thats what you want too. but the truth is, i can't be friends with you. i've tried and for three years it has been one the most difficult things i've had to do. i wish i can sit back and not care how you act, or not care what you do. but i do a lot. maybe i'm restricting your freedom. thats unfair. but so was our situation. and i'd get fucked over in the end. what was i thinking telling you the same thing three times? and thinking maybe it would actually work this time. but i could never get through to you. i'm trying to burn that picture of memory. its just too heartbreaking. more or less. so fuck you and the way you treat me like shit. because i'm done. i can't try to put effort when you don't. last night had its moments but i really miss michelle.