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well...it's over.
it was all a hoax. i was played, and i'll be man enough to admit it. for the past five months i've been talking to and with a girl that doesn't really exist. despite the fact that all of this took place on the phone, her identity and everything related to it that i believed was her was false. it was all a facade that i was too dense to see through. what i'm trying to say is that brianna, the girl i've been fawning over for the past few months, was an illusion, a ghost, a figment of my imagination. all it was was a very demented girl with i'm assuming a sick sense of humor and a group of friends with stronger moral fiber than hers who were willing to come forward and finally tell me the truth.
i'm bareing this all out now so that i don't have to mope around school for the next week and a half having everyone wonder what's wrong with me. i say that because i do realize that you guys care and that you would be wondering why i seemed so down, and i'm forever grateful for the love and care you guys--my friends--have given me through the years. but to anyone who reads this, i'm asking politely that you don't tell me you're sorry or leave a comment telling me how much this sucks. i'd rather get over and past this as quickly as humanly possible. i brought this on myself by not heeding the advice of the people i should trust the most, so now i'm gonna deal with it myself.
again, to anyone who feels for me about this, i can't express how much that means to me, but i'd rather you not bring it to my attention. i just wanna get this out of my head and heart as soon as possible.
much love to all.
'Cause we could do either on a whim...
it was all a hoax. i was played, and i'll be man enough to admit it. for the past five months i've been talking to and with a girl that doesn't really exist. despite the fact that all of this took place on the phone, her identity and everything related to it that i believed was her was false. it was all a facade that i was too dense to see through. what i'm trying to say is that brianna, the girl i've been fawning over for the past few months, was an illusion, a ghost, a figment of my imagination. all it was was a very demented girl with i'm assuming a sick sense of humor and a group of friends with stronger moral fiber than hers who were willing to come forward and finally tell me the truth.
i'm bareing this all out now so that i don't have to mope around school for the next week and a half having everyone wonder what's wrong with me. i say that because i do realize that you guys care and that you would be wondering why i seemed so down, and i'm forever grateful for the love and care you guys--my friends--have given me through the years. but to anyone who reads this, i'm asking politely that you don't tell me you're sorry or leave a comment telling me how much this sucks. i'd rather get over and past this as quickly as humanly possible. i brought this on myself by not heeding the advice of the people i should trust the most, so now i'm gonna deal with it myself.
again, to anyone who feels for me about this, i can't express how much that means to me, but i'd rather you not bring it to my attention. i just wanna get this out of my head and heart as soon as possible.
much love to all.
'Cause we could do either on a whim...