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In a last ditch effort to hold on I ended up shoving myself farther away. I'm not even remotley sure why I am trying to hold on. Every emotion that comes from this is a bad one, or a good one gone bad. I put effort in, I change myself for him. I go out of my way to prove I still care, and all he does is say it. And me, I'm a push over. I'd ditch friends to be with him, when it fits into his schedual. All I do is complain about him when I am with friends, I don't really know how they deal with me. I make it ten times harder on myself because I let him get away with any and everything. If he wants it, he gets it, it doesn't matter if i promised myself i wouldn't, I've never been that great at keeping promises to people who don't matter.
and now I really wonder...
when did I become 'that girl' the one I said I'd never be. The girl who was so strong until the smallest thing happened and she came crumbling down. All over a boy.
...one fucking boy.
and now I really wonder...
when did I become 'that girl' the one I said I'd never be. The girl who was so strong until the smallest thing happened and she came crumbling down. All over a boy.
...one fucking boy.