Hours are not spent lamenting the time I’ve wasted trying to reconcile myself to the fact that the grievances are not going to stop just because I act in a dignified manner. Words flow like rain and are rich and condensed and elastic - there is tension and pull, and for once something creative is gobbling them greedily. I’m too used to writing in
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Unfortunately my love for you wont let me justify some of your actions and behaviors. And when I asked you, pleaded with you to stop, you ignored me. I asked you one thing, one fucking thing, and nothing.
Not only didn't you fucking listen but you egg this fucking kid on. Jesus, at least with Dylan its seems like you set up some sort of boundries where this doesn't become a fucking issue. If your so-called "love" for me was so fucking whatever, I'm pretty sure this kid would get a hint no matter how "devoted" he is. But he doesn't. And you don't, set up boundries that is, so I'm left with a fucking promise.
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