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don't ya hate it when that happens?



Tuesday, November 26, 2002

 

sensitive
it hurts my feelings when people aren't as considerate as i try to be.... are they ignorant? am i expecting too much? are they trying to tell me something? is this worth my time? am i wasting effort on them? man oh man, if only answers were so readily available.

i've realized that the people i get along with the least are people i usually deem selfish. i hesitate to name those few, but usually they are people that i have or had close contact with like roommates or boyfriends or best friends or the like... these people took and they hurt and they ran.... but i am a different person now. i chose to distance myself and my heart from these people who want to push me into the darkness to bring themselves up... it hurt me to come to this, but it had to be done... and the consequences echo and they remind me of all the why's and how's and what used to be.... i just emailed one, i don't return the calls of another, and i try not to let this other's comments and actions enter my heart even though i find them ignorant and selfish... i need to stay sane. need to find a way. means to an end they say... well shall we let this be the beginning? shall we dance? hahaha, if you're reading this shot-lover, to free your burden, i count not you in this harsh, biased view..., but maybe the distance is applicable as time has shown... since it seems there is no other way or path...

i forgot to say goodnight to those on aim, SLEEP TIGHT!!!




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