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Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Dance And Drink And Screw Cos There's Nothing Else To Do

Fuckit, Welcome to the pain of me. Nearing two years, I put all i could into the relationship, and i'm too perfect, and she has to kiss someone i know to make me see the light, that we never talked, that love isn't enough, that being a good boyfriend isn't enough when she feels like shit and feels like she doesn't deserve me. She's on anti-depressants now, and I can't help her by being me, and being there for her, and i don't fucking get it but i can't stand it anymore, not no more. I could forgive her for what she did in europe, but not here, with me 100m away, asleep, hoping everything was going to get better. It didn't. It can't. I dragged it on, and i dragged someone else into it, and that wasn't fair. It was dead the day she left, and the candle I kept lit for her has snuffed out. I can't carry this anymore.
posted by Keegan at 9:35 am

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