Wednesday, December 10, 2008

076.

Most days I wish you'd do something awful- worse than what you already have done- so that I can hate you. So that I stop smiling everytime I see you and stop crying everytime you let me down. I want to erase you from my life so badly, but I love you. I hope that one day you will realize that it won't work. If it hasn't in the past however many years, it won't now. People never change.

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