I will take you down on the blackest Sunday morning when the righteous are to rise and drown you under the cold, murky water. I will wash your tear stained cheeks and whisper goodbyes as you choke on my apathy
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I tend to continue making sacrifices for other people, though never when the sacrifice hinders my survival or the survival of a dream of mine. I have been called selfish and had lost freinds because of it, but those werent my freinds to bwgin with, my true freinds respect me for the way I have dealt whith such situations and as a result have grown closer to me.
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I dont know if it helps, I hope it does.
*hugs*
--Russ
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