Tuesday, May 31, 2011

I can't talk to you anymore.

I don't know if I want to work it out.

I guess if things were meant to be then this wouldn't be so hard.

I'm sorry. I do love you.

Tbis just isn't going to work.

I wish you'd never proposed and never moved in here.

I thought you were respectful to your mom but now I see you more accurately. You boss her around and she jumps at your command.

I will never be like that.

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