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I'm posting because I'm angry and I'm hurt and I can.
I'm posting despite the fact that writing in a blog does not accomplish anything other than sharing too much personal information with the world.
I'm posting because I want to. Because what else is there to do in this situation?
You care about people. Well I do, I grew up knowing nothing less than how to care about other people and how to love them. But what happens when you give so much of yourself to people, you care about them so much, and you come to realize that they don't care at all for you.
what happens then?
its hard to breathe....and you'd let me lose my last breath before you'd offer any air of your own.
some friend.
one day you'll actually grow up. Since you've been telling me to all along...but we've both been wrong, its you that needs to grow up. The worse part about it is that even then...when the time comes and your world is in pieces, I'll still be the one to pick up the broom and put it all back together.
fuck.
...and it burns, burns, burns....
I'm posting despite the fact that writing in a blog does not accomplish anything other than sharing too much personal information with the world.
I'm posting because I want to. Because what else is there to do in this situation?
You care about people. Well I do, I grew up knowing nothing less than how to care about other people and how to love them. But what happens when you give so much of yourself to people, you care about them so much, and you come to realize that they don't care at all for you.
what happens then?
its hard to breathe....and you'd let me lose my last breath before you'd offer any air of your own.
some friend.
one day you'll actually grow up. Since you've been telling me to all along...but we've both been wrong, its you that needs to grow up. The worse part about it is that even then...when the time comes and your world is in pieces, I'll still be the one to pick up the broom and put it all back together.
fuck.
...and it burns, burns, burns....