• Mistake

    by  • March 6, 2010 • Knock it Off • 0 Comments

    Every time I see you, I’m reminded of the several times that I’ve
    opened up to you about my feelings for you. Each time you turned into
    a brickwall. That made me feel like shit. I hope you’re happy.
    Oops-you have depression, so you’re not. I hope that at some point
    before we graduate you become aware of and ACKNOWLEDGE how you made,
    no, make me feel.
    I would say “Fuck you”, but that’s not the appropriate phrase. . . nor
    is “I forgive you”.
    Here’s to happiness.

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