Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Coming home

Today was such a bad and sad day. Rip okay, I will miss you.

Thank you for being honest with me. I know it's hard, drawing that line, choosing what to say so that you won't hurt me with their words. But it's okay, it's expected anyways and I didn't expect much from the beginning but who says no expectations equals no disappointments? Because truth is, you'll get hurt anyways.

Your love cuts me.

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