Saturday, April 19, 2003
when i think of all the things he did because he loved me -- what people visit on each other out of something like love. it's enough for all the world's woe. you don't even need hate to have a perfectly miserable time. i try as i might.. to encourage a relationship that shouldn't be encouraged.only to lose what little there was to begin with. but being apart kills me. it's killing me..
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