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It so hard on the knees

I really need someone to help me. I've been thrown into this and now I'm finally letting my eyes see cleary. I'm afraid I've dug myself too deep and won't be able to get out when I really need to. It's as if I'd been blind all this time. Last night i re-read a book we'd shared, and I made this all seem so much greater than it really was. Maybe I felt that way then, but now the words seem cheap and meaningless. I laughed at myself for having those silly romanticized notions. So young and inexperienced was I. When looking back I realized how many things I wish had been different. That's not something that helps a relationship, always wanting it to be something better but putting up with it none the less. I was such a silly little girl. So naive and easily swayed. I wrote a fake break-up letter to him as my english diploma personal response. The only fake thing about it was that I wasn't really giving it to him. I meant every word of it, but I still don't know what to do.. It's so difficult when I'm such a vital part of his life right now. Somehow he's managed to stay happy through all that's happened to him and I wonder if I'll push him to his breaking point. I still love him, I still want him, I still care about him. I guess I wont leave him, atleast not yet.

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pihzaz said…
You've learned so much from this dude, i knew it from the start that this will help you go far in life. You have changed so much and you're now a fucking incredible human being, so much smarter and you know what you stand for. This is only the beginning and it was a hell of a start you had man.

SMILES FOR THE FUTURE BECAUSE IM HERE FOR YOU AND LIFE IS GOING TO BE.......WHAT WE MAKE OF IT.
June 23, 2009 at 1:55 PM
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