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I tried to tell him for the 1093934845875th time that I love him, but I don't want to be in such a serious relationship when I'm so young, and he needs to give me time to have a few meaningless relationships, and I don't want to be tied down, and I'm still sticking with the Junior Year Theory. I told him that in my junior year of high school, I'd come back to him, and I wanted it to last forever that time. I wanted to come to him when I could handle a serious, long-term relationship. This is what he sent me.
"Face is soaked
Heart is broken
The Love is gone
Two peopl forsaken
Don't come back
Don't love me
All you do
Is Hurt me Badly
I don't want to love you
I hate you inside
You've killed me B4
I'm dead inside
So Don't Come near
Don't Spear a glace
I wish I were dead
And better make it fast
What happend to trust
To A break
To A life
Of Love
It's gone now
forever because
I'm starting to hate your guts
So to the whore
My Last words I say
don't come back
Or I will Lay dead..."
I replied;
"If there's nothing I can do that'll show that I'm telling the truth when I say I love you and I'd love to marry you and I just don't want to be tied down so soon, then fine. If there's nothing I can do to make you happy without making myself miserable, then fine, I won't waste my time. But when I think I'm mature enough to handle a serious, long-term relationship, you'll be the first to know. I'll always love you, and that will never change. If you need love, come to me.
It upsets me so much that you don't understand that I'm only a teenager, I don't want to be in a marriage-esque relationship so early, but I DO love you. And I'll always love you, no matter how many times you tell me you hate me or call me a whore. So you can push me around, because in the end, it just might help you realize what you have in me."
He replied;
"Morgan, I'm becoming a alcoholic, I just came back upstairs from having some vodka mixed with some lemonade... and now that every things a little fuzzy... I think this is a good time to find my gun... or the knife... either way Fuck you, I'm NV going back out with you you whore. You've hurt me numerous times and I don't want it anymore... the next time I run away I'll stay away, so fuck you, fuck your love for me, I hate you I hate this town fuck it all, I Cant take any of it anymore so I'm either going to a)Kill myself with our 44 magnum or b) run away and NV come back. Morgan I have like nothing, you we're the life preserver to my life... with our it I'm fucking drowning... and you know what I hate you, go to hell fuck you you whore-bag bitch face douche! And hey, guess what, your not the only one I jack off to, oh what now, ohhhhhhhhh and Morgan, yeah I'll run awaand I'll nv c you again and Life will be just great
Hating you & life and everything else... some little fuck who doesn't deserve to live,
Eric "
I replied;
"If you ever get over this, talk to me.
If you plan on living the rest of your life like this... I'm sorry, and you don't know the kind of pain I'm in right now. But I guess there's nothing I can do about it."
I don't know what I'd do if he killed himself or ran away for good. I just don't know.
"Face is soaked
Heart is broken
The Love is gone
Two peopl forsaken
Don't come back
Don't love me
All you do
Is Hurt me Badly
I don't want to love you
I hate you inside
You've killed me B4
I'm dead inside
So Don't Come near
Don't Spear a glace
I wish I were dead
And better make it fast
What happend to trust
To A break
To A life
Of Love
It's gone now
forever because
I'm starting to hate your guts
So to the whore
My Last words I say
don't come back
Or I will Lay dead..."
I replied;
"If there's nothing I can do that'll show that I'm telling the truth when I say I love you and I'd love to marry you and I just don't want to be tied down so soon, then fine. If there's nothing I can do to make you happy without making myself miserable, then fine, I won't waste my time. But when I think I'm mature enough to handle a serious, long-term relationship, you'll be the first to know. I'll always love you, and that will never change. If you need love, come to me.
It upsets me so much that you don't understand that I'm only a teenager, I don't want to be in a marriage-esque relationship so early, but I DO love you. And I'll always love you, no matter how many times you tell me you hate me or call me a whore. So you can push me around, because in the end, it just might help you realize what you have in me."
He replied;
"Morgan, I'm becoming a alcoholic, I just came back upstairs from having some vodka mixed with some lemonade... and now that every things a little fuzzy... I think this is a good time to find my gun... or the knife... either way Fuck you, I'm NV going back out with you you whore. You've hurt me numerous times and I don't want it anymore... the next time I run away I'll stay away, so fuck you, fuck your love for me, I hate you I hate this town fuck it all, I Cant take any of it anymore so I'm either going to a)Kill myself with our 44 magnum or b) run away and NV come back. Morgan I have like nothing, you we're the life preserver to my life... with our it I'm fucking drowning... and you know what I hate you, go to hell fuck you you whore-bag bitch face douche! And hey, guess what, your not the only one I jack off to, oh what now, ohhhhhhhhh and Morgan, yeah I'll run awaand I'll nv c you again and Life will be just great
Hating you & life and everything else... some little fuck who doesn't deserve to live,
Eric "
I replied;
"If you ever get over this, talk to me.
If you plan on living the rest of your life like this... I'm sorry, and you don't know the kind of pain I'm in right now. But I guess there's nothing I can do about it."
I don't know what I'd do if he killed himself or ran away for good. I just don't know.