i followed my instincts and i seriously got screwed. i finally told him how i felt, and all he tells me is, “i like you only as a friend.” i now want to kill myself for letting go of everything that was bottled up. i wish i wouldnt have told him, so that now he cant say, “i hate you.”
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i wish i could tell him how i feel about him…if only he would understand. i could tell him the truth, that maybe i do like …
A sequel to {there is no title}
Published on January 04, 2008.
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