I've given up. Quick as that! Forget all about it. It got to the point where I felt pathetic, always watching and waiting. That is not me. I am cold, unbreakable. I do not allow myself to think of love. I should not. So now, you do not exsist to me. I walk past you in the halls and stare at the walls. You do not even notice. If there were ever such
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Sorry, I just happened to come across your journal.. thought I would comment on something I could relate to.
-D.
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