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All that it comes down to is this:
I've done it again. I'll do it again. I let people down, I piss them off. I make them go away. I've never kept a friend for more than a year. I want to, but I don't let myself. and Idon't know why. I could lament about how i was such a different girl back then, how I've changed so much. How you wouldn't know me back then. That's it. Right there. Maybe thats it. I keep living in the past. Letting all those actions and faults and traumas keep me from doing and feeling anything anymore. It takes a lot to get under my skin and at the same time, not much at all.
I've done it again. I'll do it again. I let people down, I piss them off. I make them go away. I've never kept a friend for more than a year. I want to, but I don't let myself. and Idon't know why. I could lament about how i was such a different girl back then, how I've changed so much. How you wouldn't know me back then. That's it. Right there. Maybe thats it. I keep living in the past. Letting all those actions and faults and traumas keep me from doing and feeling anything anymore. It takes a lot to get under my skin and at the same time, not much at all.