Life sucks, then you die
Then again, I shouldn't be feeling this way at all, but really, why?
You know, I said I never really blamed you when you did it, but I think that's changing. I think you screwed up everything, like really e v e r y t h i n g. Even the normality is gone. I never had the intention to do what you did till much later, much much later, when I probably felt a little more confident of myself, a little bit more sure of the whole situation.
But no.
Things turned out the way they did because of you. All because of you. Even the friendship, to talk normally as friends, just friends, is gone. All because of you.
No, its probably no use trying to pass the blame around. Pinning it on you doesn't make me feel better. No, but I take something out of everything that has happened. To never listen to you or associate myself with what you do ever again.
Even then, it wasn't worth it. The cost of being able to learn this was never worth it. Never.
I would complain more, but I suppose its useless. I sound so pathetic. God, take me into your arms of everlasting comfort and peace. I need it now more than ever.
Thursday, August 19, 2010 ; 7:54 PM