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Feb 2013
Who the hell are you?
It's like I don't even know you anymore.
Helf the time when I look at you all I wonder is
where did my bestfriend go?
We made so many promises to each other
That we would stand by each other.
That we would help one another.
That we wouldn't let high school get the best of us.
I meant it when I said it, but it's pretty obvious you didn't.
Parties every weekend.
Opening yourself up to anyone and everyone.
You complain you get taken advantage of too much, but it's your own fault.
Is it hard being that easy?
You complain that guys keep hurting you because they only want you for your body
and then they leave you...
well here's a little thought;
say NO once in a while
Holy **** is it that hard to stand up for yourself?
You told me you feel bad about all the things you've done with him.
And him.
And him.
You said you feel like you made a mistake...
but then you go and do it again.
It's the same story time and time again.
Listen though,
the first time you do something it's a mistake.
Every time after that,
it's a choice.
Damaged
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