♥Saturday, February 9, 2008;
3:27 AM
I was up half the fucking night thinking about everything. About you especially. I'm sorry but I can't bring myself to fully comprehend your situation.
What have you done?
Are you evcen aware of your fucking actions???
What is your damage??
Will you stop? Because this is too much for me to handle.
I want to be happy for you. But knowing the real story behind it makes me sick. Oh so fucking sick of it. I have never been the one to object to anything you do. I've always supported you. I have always been there to listen. And sometimes, I even shut my fucking self just to hear you speak one-sidedly. Now will you listen to me???
I'm really sorry. But I'd thought you'd have noticed it by now. I guess I wasn't clear enough for you to understand. I'm sorry I disapprove. I'm sorry I can't accept things. Maybe in the near future, I could. But right now, I'm just slamming my head against the wall getting THAT picture of you out of my head.
mew...