Sunday, July 6, 2008
Our smiles are commercial for how normal we are.
Stay up with the rising sun and hope it raises my mood. Even though I couldnt care less. Fight over goodbye or see ya later. Even though they usually mean the same thing. Forget to sleep for memories and our sake. Whatever that means. Fall in love with him again. Even though you never really got up from the first time. Apologize even though its too late because goodbye is already gone. Hurt the ones you love. Love the ones you hurt. Give up. Stop giving a fuck. Pretend like you never did. Walk out. Just like them. Im tired of life. Must be tired of something.
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Nothing's final yet.
I just wish you'd stop holding this grudge against me for MAYBE moving. I don't expect you to be happy about it, but I just wish you'd stop giving me guilt trips because I'm getting out of this shitty situation.
And don't even fucking compare me to people who have abandoned you, because you know I'm not, or I'd be abandoning EVERYONE in california, and you know that's not how it is.
I'm never gonna stop caring. You should know that by now.
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