WORST DAY OF MY LIFE
so were supposed to meet up and talk but the asshole gives me some bullshit and tells me he cant tlk with me tonight, yeah well fuck you, everything you were to me means nothing now, i see how much you really cared, thanks for nothing, thanks for hurting me in any which way you could, look at that i was nothing to you.
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i did end up going to his house, we talked and cried for almost 3 hrs straight, we hugged and talked and he says i dont need him, but i do i need him more than ever, he was my best friend, only he knew me well enough than anybody out there. im in deinal. it cant be. we had plans. we were supossed to grow old together. he promised me forever. he broke it. he thinks we wouldnt be happy later on in life if we kept fighting. but i believe when one grows older one matures and knows life a lot better, what will be good and bad. when we fought a lot of the reasons were outside reasons. but we rarely fought when we were alone. and now he's gone and there is nothing i can do but i cry and hope he comes back to me. before i left he kissed me for the last time, we hugged as if the world was going to end. as i stood there my back facing his front i felt him hold on to my pant's belt loop, as if he didnt want to let go, then he let go and i walked and so it ends there.
if you ever read this dylan...i really do need you because you were my everything. i was myself only around you, you knew everything about me, you were there for me, you protected me like no other. i love you i really do, and i always will. good luck and best wishes to you.
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i did end up going to his house, we talked and cried for almost 3 hrs straight, we hugged and talked and he says i dont need him, but i do i need him more than ever, he was my best friend, only he knew me well enough than anybody out there. im in deinal. it cant be. we had plans. we were supossed to grow old together. he promised me forever. he broke it. he thinks we wouldnt be happy later on in life if we kept fighting. but i believe when one grows older one matures and knows life a lot better, what will be good and bad. when we fought a lot of the reasons were outside reasons. but we rarely fought when we were alone. and now he's gone and there is nothing i can do but i cry and hope he comes back to me. before i left he kissed me for the last time, we hugged as if the world was going to end. as i stood there my back facing his front i felt him hold on to my pant's belt loop, as if he didnt want to let go, then he let go and i walked and so it ends there.
if you ever read this dylan...i really do need you because you were my everything. i was myself only around you, you knew everything about me, you were there for me, you protected me like no other. i love you i really do, and i always will. good luck and best wishes to you.