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Why the fuck do I walk around in circles for people when they cant even return it to me?
I try so hard for some people, just so they know that I love them, and then they will stand me up,
or act like I'm a fucking stranger.
It's always so half assed. I admire people who will just come out and be real about shit; if you dont want to be with me, just let me go! I'd move on, don't think I'd sulk in any of you. I'm way better than that.
I live off small pangs of what could be, gestures, actions, they speak so loud to me... I hold on to them. The littlest things can make me content.
But I would like to know what would happen if I just stopped caring about certain people and let them dry out.
would they even care?
probably not.
and thats too bad.
I try so hard for some people, just so they know that I love them, and then they will stand me up,
or act like I'm a fucking stranger.
It's always so half assed. I admire people who will just come out and be real about shit; if you dont want to be with me, just let me go! I'd move on, don't think I'd sulk in any of you. I'm way better than that.
I live off small pangs of what could be, gestures, actions, they speak so loud to me... I hold on to them. The littlest things can make me content.
But I would like to know what would happen if I just stopped caring about certain people and let them dry out.
would they even care?
probably not.
and thats too bad.