i hate where i stand with number twelve. i'm sad all the time and i'm not a sad person. i am lonely and i miss him and i hate that we don't talk like we used to. i think what bothers me most is that is doesn't even phase him that we don't talk. i just want to feel better. and the worst part is that for the last six months i've been bitching about a boy. i'm not the type of girl to do that at all. i've had so many people be like what happened to you, you used to be fun. and it's not even the drinking part, it's the being fun part. i'm just not fun because i'm never happy.
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That's boys. I'm willing to put money on the fact that it bothers him too, he's just putting on that act where he seems so indifferent and doesn't realize how badly it's hurting you.
i know but i'm getting to the point where i don't know what to do anymore. i love him and i'd wait forever if he asked me to but i really shouldn't have to.
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