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[get_involved]

this is my last post. i just want to say to those of you who dont know me very well, that if you need to find me you'll have to scale a mountain.

i cant read your life anymore. i either want to be apart of it or completely out of it.

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[refuse_resist]

okay. well, that's your choice.
but you also have to understand that i have no way of getting in touch with you.
you have called me a few times...and left me with the impression that you wanted to hang out within a couple of days after our phone conversations...and you never call me back.

you have completely pushed me out of your life. and if that's what it takes for you to find happiness...
fine.
i'll respect your decision.

it goes both ways.
i'm not doing all of the work anymore.
....not like the old days, gene.

why does it bother you when i write about my happiness? or about getting over you?
don't you want me to be happy?
isn't this what you wanted?
and
don't you think it's hard for me when i hear shit about you?

i want you in my life. i would like to be friends. but i will not put up with half-assed friendships.

my door is open.
your call.

[refuse_resist]

and i wrote all of that with the assumption that the last sentence is a reference to me.
if i'm wrong...omit it.

[my_fathers_son]

it doesnt bother me that youre happy, except when it comes to you letting it be known that your erasing me. just like when you told me you wish you could erase everything between me and you. that hurts.

[refuse_resist]

i never said that.
i said that sometimes i wished that i place like lacuna, inc existed.