February 2012
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i’m sorry i still affect you so much, i’m sorry you’re still mad at me, i’m sorry i show up in your dreams, i’m sorry that you can’t seem to move past this.
you don’t have to be my friend again, but you need to let go; you need to stop blaming me and move on with your life, or else you’re always going to feel like this.
and i really think you can...
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i hate when people have a problem with me, but don’t say anything; then i’m the one that looks like a jackass ‘cause i’m oblivious and think everything’s just peachy.
i try really hard to be a good person, so just fucking tell me what i did. how else do you expect me to correct something i don’t see is wrong?
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I Literally Can't Make This Stuff Up
dacattack:
Mom: The other day I got lost in Modesto.
Sister: How does one get lost in Modesto?
Me: Well, like, metaphysically I could understand.
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well i just bought a ticket to go to the postsecret live event at the gallo.