Friday, June 26, 2009

Please stop.

"Right then and there is when I realized I truely hate myself. When I told you, I asked you how that worked for an answer. You were unsatisfied, you cried. I explained to you every single reason as to why I feel the way I do, but it wasn't good enough. Did I make myself feel the way I do? Did anything around me force me to feel this way? Was it you? Was it nothing? Some things are left unexplained, but I will never stop to ask myself these questions every day for the rest of my life."

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