Pulling the butterknife out of my back.
09.26.04 - 8:33 p.m. I seem to not be able to stop myself from bleeding out loud, though I try to confine it to small words or dark corners where few enough people will see, but. Losing a friend hurts like hell, maybe even worse than losing a lover, cause with a lover there's always some part of you that expects they'll leave you someday. My friends I always expect to love for years, sometimes centuries. And, and, and... That was a Shitty thing to do to someone, what she did to me. I mean, really shitty. Not that I'm good at holding grudges or wouldn't forgive, but really: if someone wants to hurt me, all they have to do is try.
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