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;-;

I keep forgetting that that happened to you. I'm sorry, I shouldn't spill my feelings anymore. Not in front of you, on here. You'll read this. You always read my entires.

You like someone else. I know you do, and you're going to read this and feel guilty because you couldn't do anything in the past about me being sad, and Doing bad things because I liked you so much. Do you know how much I regret that? When you left me, I missed you. I didn't know how long it was, but I'm pretty sure I cried every night because I felt empty without you. Who was I going to tell about what happened at school or about what happened at home? I just felt lost.

Maybe this is the way it's supposed to be. Something blocking us. I don't know. Maybe you won't feel guilty. Maybe you'll just read this and shrug.

I hope you don't.

;-;

What I'm just trying to say is I want you. I feel stupid writing this, it's so cheesy.

I hate this.

I hate loving you and I hate all of it.

I wish I was good enough

You're blocking the way, you know? You need to leave.