It is fate.. And I so wanted to work it out, I can't keep from sobbing, because It's so hard to tell you things.. You always turn around and belittle it, and are like, oh well thats life, kinda you don't care policy, which is fine, if we are only aquaintances. But we're not. We weren't. It wasn't supposed to be like that, and yes, you ruined my innocence. I'd still be an average 14 year old girl with no depression, no borderline tendencies, no eating disorder, no scars on my wrists, if it wasn't for that one day. You always display my faults so openly and callously when we argue, especially recently. I try to defend myself and it gets worse for me. Heh. I can't deal with it. I'm still trying to move forward, create my own ideals, grow into my skin, it's hard enough in this day and age without having you pick at me constantly. It's hard. I jsut can't deal with it. There are the facts. Do with them what you want. I have no more to say to you.
:: shrugs :: As it is to me...We've gone to far now to turn back. Forward, march. It's too painful to me, to try to sort this out, I wouldn't even know where to start, to be honest... So...As I see it, it would be easier to just....let it be. Good night Chris. Sleep well..
It is never too late to turn back. I think it's more painful/more of a shame to leave it the way it is.. Much more painful *than* if we at least tried. Nothing good in this world is easy. It's not my call.. I'll always be here to talk. You just have to ask. I'm an open book, all I want is that you read. Night, Meg'z. Sleep well, too. And sweet dreams.
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And I so wanted to work it out, I can't keep from sobbing, because It's so hard to tell you things..
You always turn around and belittle it, and are like, oh well thats life, kinda you don't care policy, which is fine, if we are only aquaintances.
But we're not.
We weren't.
It wasn't supposed to be like that, and yes, you ruined my innocence.
I'd still be an average 14 year old girl with no depression, no borderline tendencies, no eating disorder, no scars on my wrists, if it wasn't for that one day.
You always display my faults so openly and callously when we argue, especially recently.
I try to defend myself and it gets worse for me.
Heh.
I can't deal with it.
I'm still trying to move forward, create my own ideals, grow into my skin, it's hard enough in this day and age without having you pick at me constantly.
It's hard.
I jsut can't deal with it.
There are the facts.
Do with them what you want.
I have no more to say to you.
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As it is to me...We've gone to far now to turn back.
Forward, march.
It's too painful to me, to try to sort this out, I wouldn't even know where to start, to be honest...
So...As I see it, it would be easier to just....let it be.
Good night Chris.
Sleep well..
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I think it's more painful/more of a shame to leave it the way it is..
Much more painful *than* if we at least tried.
Nothing good in this world is easy.
It's not my call.. I'll always be here to talk. You just have to ask.
I'm an open book, all I want is that you read.
Night, Meg'z.
Sleep well, too. And sweet dreams.
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