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[summerflame17]

i just realized that i havent updated for a while, which really surprised me, since a) thats kinda of a big change and b) im here all day anyway so why not write random shit to ppl who couldnt care less, but apparently i didnt think exactly that way till now

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[electron100]

"i dont believe anyone cares about me even if they say it over and over, actually i tend to trust smth thats been reiterated multiple times even less than i would have otherwise."

In that case, i rescind all that I have said along those lines, and instead state that I care not a whit about you ;)

[summerflame17]

see?! this is why youre in the minority. i cant believe you read all that, tho ur just crazy enough to do so ;)
and thank you. which sounds shallow and insincere but its about all i think i can say w/o seeming...i cant even explain w/o breaking the rule im trying to explain. thats messed up
thank you anyway

[martian_42]

I'm afraid I can't really relate to your friend's quote about love. Love has made me at various times in no particular order happy, sad, confused, angry, suspicious, guilty, doubtful, hopeful want to improve myself / "be a better person", feel hopelessly lacking, doubt anyone would ever fall in love with me, feel better about myself when one did, wonder if love is worth it, wonder what love really is and what I want out of it, and a myriad of other things. But hurt myself? I don't think I've felt that. I guess the closest I've come is wondering if I should just give up and try for a happy and successful life without romantic involvements, though in the end I think I desire love enough to keep trying or at least hoping. But I wouldn't want to hurt myself. If I'm not particularly attractive to girls in the first place, why would I want to hurt myself and make myself even worse, probably destroying whatever little bit there was.