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So This is it.
So Mike doesn't want to talk to me anymore even though I apologized. That's cool I guess.
I guess I'd like to know why, however. Maybe there's something to learn about this situation that I haven't yet. He said our friendship was falling apart already anyway...
But why?
Is it because I'm tactless?
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The bombs aren't dropping yet. We'll find out tomorrow if they do.
I'm watching it happen, finally. It's a beautiful thing. But again, I backed down and that's not so beautiful.
I love these cryptic entries.
Whiskey should be had right now. -
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Why?
Its not like its the first time either of them have fucked you over.
Yes. But it's the last. -
Today
I have finally accepted myself for who I am.
I'm comfortable in my own skin without needing someone else's praise or feedback.
I think I'm finally moving forward. -
Huh uh uh.
Someone remind me to get back into photoshop, ok? -
I think I may do something crazy.
I thought I was going to get fired from my job today over something stupid. It didn't happen, but in many ways, I wanted it to.
This experience taught me that I revel in destruction.
I may follow in my good friend's footsteps and just move to Cali with almost no money in my pocket and attempt to start a new life there. -
Everybody...
If death meant leaving the stage long enough just to change costumes and become a new character, would you speed up? Or slow down? -
The thing that so many of you fail to understand.
People love in spite of, not because of.
If someone can't get over the idea of "being taken" than it's not going to last because your objective then becomes to win them over... Which is exactly what you did when you decided you liked them in the first place. Why stress?
Fuck it. Two tears in a bucket ( Read more... )
