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you bitch.
where do you get off?
do you think at all?
i ask you, in a time of trouble, to cover my shift: because i am exhausted, because I am a mess, because ... and you said yes.
then, at twelve thirty in the fucking morning, you call. and you tell me you cant cover it.
do you really have no sense of moral accountability? you said you would cover it.
its now your fucking job to get it covered.
you bitch. you fucking bitch.
i dont really mean this,
but i am hurt and angry in general in life and i cant bear to be let down right now
i want to feel all this, to let it out. and just when i thought it was safe to do so,
you tell me i have to bottle it up again.
i cant. i cant. i cant.
how can you be gone, becca?
how can you really be gone?
i didnt get to say goodbye. i didnt get to say anything at all. we were planning your wedding. you had so much going for you. you had such a bright future.
becca, you were the best friend i have ever had. you were the only one i could count on.
i am sorry i took advantage of that- assumed you were always there, would always be around. i am sorry i let the men i dated get in the way of being with you, spending time with you.
oh becca, how can you really be gone?
it hurts so much. i feel like part of me is missing.
how can you leave us behind? im not ready like you were. but im not ready to lose you either. oh becca, what do we do without you? i miss you so much already. i am so sorry i wasnt there for you the way i should have been all those years. i hope you know i really love you. i always have. through the ups and downs.
where do you get off?
do you think at all?
i ask you, in a time of trouble, to cover my shift: because i am exhausted, because I am a mess, because ... and you said yes.
then, at twelve thirty in the fucking morning, you call. and you tell me you cant cover it.
do you really have no sense of moral accountability? you said you would cover it.
its now your fucking job to get it covered.
you bitch. you fucking bitch.
i dont really mean this,
but i am hurt and angry in general in life and i cant bear to be let down right now
i want to feel all this, to let it out. and just when i thought it was safe to do so,
you tell me i have to bottle it up again.
i cant. i cant. i cant.
how can you be gone, becca?
how can you really be gone?
i didnt get to say goodbye. i didnt get to say anything at all. we were planning your wedding. you had so much going for you. you had such a bright future.
becca, you were the best friend i have ever had. you were the only one i could count on.
i am sorry i took advantage of that- assumed you were always there, would always be around. i am sorry i let the men i dated get in the way of being with you, spending time with you.
oh becca, how can you really be gone?
it hurts so much. i feel like part of me is missing.
how can you leave us behind? im not ready like you were. but im not ready to lose you either. oh becca, what do we do without you? i miss you so much already. i am so sorry i wasnt there for you the way i should have been all those years. i hope you know i really love you. i always have. through the ups and downs.