[::..Sorry Mr. Best Friend..::]
Sorry Mr. Best Friend. Sorry for doing what my insticts naturally make me do. Sorry for not being able to suddenly open up like I'd like to. Sorry for thinking that maybe, you'd know me well enough by now to understand that the more I push you away, the more I need you. Sorry for trying to think of some way to voice my emotions so I dont do something stupid. Sorry I can't be exactly what you want me to be. I'm trying, but I'm failing. So forgive me if I give up.
So no more blogger, no more Xanga. Will that make you happy? Will it? Fine. No more of either. I'll just be the old me. The me that kept everything to herself and pretended to be happy. I'll be the falsely confident person you want me to be. There. Happy? You win.
So no more blogger, no more Xanga. Will that make you happy? Will it? Fine. No more of either. I'll just be the old me. The me that kept everything to herself and pretended to be happy. I'll be the falsely confident person you want me to be. There. Happy? You win.
Alura - 3:30 PM