ѕílєncє ѕpєαkѕ lσudєr thαn wσrdѕ.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"ѕílєncє íѕ thє mσѕt pσwєrful ѕcrєαm."
- α n σ n ч m σ u ѕ
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whose idea was this anyway?
oh.
right.
mine.
well, i don't like it!
not anymore.
i want to forget about it.
writing this would be totally insane.

not that i'm normal.

but still.

he made me feel so stupid so many times and yet he's the one with the barely passing grades.

and there's the matter of fact that no matter how bad of a person he is, i still choose to believe that it was my fault, that i misunderstood him.

and i hate that, because he doesn't deserve it.

he said that he never wanted to see me again.

honestly, i don't get it at all. i'd never do anything like that to a person that cared for me, especially because they care for me. unrequited feelings don't mean a thing. it comes down to who you really are.

the guy who likes me has been fortunate enough to have liked me and not some bitch.

because even though i never liked him that way, i gave him a chance and we're friends now.

but...i haven't been fortunate enough at all, as...i've only ever liked jerks.

i've only ever known, once, what it feels like to be liked back, and that happened when i was in kindergarten. and i told my mother. i also told her that i didn't like him. but i did. i don't even know why. what was i scared of? my best friend had a boyfriend. why did i say i didn't like him when i really did? guess i was a coward back then. well, we moved away after that, so...now he probably has a girlfriend or something and has forgotten all about me.

my decisions in boys seem to get worse and worse.

because they never feel the same way.

and yet, i was stupid enough to believe it would be different this time around.

hearts are made to be broken.

that's the only thing that seems to be true in this world.

i wonder.

why do i never get an explanation?

why?

these people have no right to justify themselves.
they don't give me explanations.

well, i haven't liked that many people.

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