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i feel like i’m just a temporary pass time to most people. that no matter how much of myself i give them or how much they claim to be endeared i’ll end up in the same place. that i’m just going to be pushed to the back of their minds and be another one of their favorite memories. and while that means that i’ve impacted them in some way, i’m tired of being just that. people have told me that i’m important to them, that our relationship, be it friendship or other, means something only to prove me otherwise. i’ve let my guard down countless times and played the role of that comfortable rug that everyone like unloading shit on most of my life and it’s left me with a lot to think about.
see, this is the why i’m so objective now a days. the reason i seem so apathetic, even though i’m not. the reason i try to approach everything in a logical manner. i don’t like being fucking hurt. to me, it all comes down to not being a handkerchief: taking in all your sobs, your oozing mucus and whatever dirty little thing you want to wipe off from your skin.
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couches toi sur moi.
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