I've always fancied myself immune to most types of rejection. Rejection letters, negative critiques, dismissals, none of that ever really seems to stop me, or not for long. Like a zombie shot in the chest with a bullet, I just get back up and keep pressing forward. But some kinds of rejection are much more effective, like a bullet to the head or
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Funnily enough, I've just told someone to take a running jump. Long story short, she didn't respect me at all. She told me she loved me then made out with someone else right beside me. What's empowering is that I don't even regret telling her where to go.
The point, which I'm fumbling towards, is that sometimes it really IS them and NOT you.
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You know you can always hit me up in an e-mail if you need to talk...
I can't lick your face (because of distance...and also because that would be rather strange), but I can be there for you in other ways. <3
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