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cute boyfreind...

what public school classroom did you find him in?
nice to see the maturity as you fill your lungs with cancer.
real fucking mature.. not.
and i wonder whose the better person? i know i am.
it's interesting to see what yer fucking priorities are and i'm pretty fucking sure they ain't what they should be. thanks for the phone calls.... till today i was convinced that there might be a peaceful resoltion to internal turmaiol between us but now i am convinced this cold war is only just beginning... i quickly tire of your attempted one upmanship... you should understand it doesn't affect me.. there is a self defense mechanism enabling ignorance...i only see or feel what i want to... hurts for a little while i let off steam and i'm done... you only affect me when i want you too.. my life is too intoxicating and confusing to let you affect it thoroughly. u only affect me through implied responsibilty.. one i am only to happy to enjoy. it's clear to me who is the grown up in the situtation and who still thinks like they are seventeen years old.. but then agian... i've accepted my station in life.. i don't hang onto past glories like they were everything i own.. people evolve we must change... you've grown stagnant and predictable...jealosy is a weapon you were never very good at utilizing...now the irony is a joke... it's obvious, find yourself, then look for me.... i might not be there tho... might take a generation.


current mood: conflicted.

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