Monday, July 18, 2011

Like a Staring Contest

I have come to realize that when people want things to happen, they figure it out. Excuses are just bullshit reasons for not wanting it. I don't want to be a person someone clings onto strictly because they need affection. This plane crash is about to hit the ground. Im tired of putting effort into this. I feel sick. I miss you. I can't believe you hung up.

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