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Do you even care?
sexta-feira, 2 de dezembro de 2011, 18:53
This shit just got personal, so if you don't want to read this post, don't bother.

It's so damn easy to say that you care about someone. But do you realize you're nothing but empty words right now? Doing some little things like sending an e-mail, making a phone call, sending a text, a letter, a picture...can say a lot more than you think. Because they create memories. They mean something to the other person.
You know, even though you support your friends expecting nothing in return sometimes it's good to know that they are there for you too. Like they care about you. Like you mean something to them too.
And right now, I feel like a piece of SHIT would mean more to you than me. And then you say you don't want to fight. But you keep avoiding a conversation. And you disappear. And in a couple of days you act like those new people around you were your childhood bff's or something. And I just feel like I'm about to break. Because you're never there. Because it looks like you don't give a single fuck about it.
I hope you realize how bad you're screwing up this time before it's too late.

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