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pukachu ([info]pukachu) wrote,
I know how childish that seemed. I just can't take even one more little thing right now, okay ?
And debates with you are just so pointless, we should be oppinionless when we talk.
I don't want to feel like I have one less friend. Like I have one more person putting me down. Not right now. Please. You can feel however you want about me, and what I'm doing. But, I'm confused. I'm not running, I just don't even know WHAT I'm doing. You're right--maybe moving here was dumb and I should have tried to look further into the future. But, I was thinking with my heart-- I was trying so hard to have hope and try and do something to make myself happy. But, it didn't work out that way.. and as much as I hate to say it-- he is killing</n> me. So maybe I should get out. I just have such a hard time letting go, even if it's for my own good-- I think I'd rather die. I don't know how to explain other things--because I really don't even want to think about it.

I just can't take it anymore. Maybe the immediate situation is my fault-- but the things leading up to it.. I'm just a victim with too much hope.

I just wanted to believe everything would work out, and I could be happy.

Please, lord..don't reply..because I want to ignore all this happened... I just wanted to appologize for running out on you.


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