at least, it better be, because i've commited.
I'm sorry. I really am. I hope you pull through. I hope you're alright. I do still love you, but it needed to end, and this is the only way i could see that it would end.
I'm sorry. all my best wishes. please don't forget me, but don't remember me as that dick of a boyfriend who stopped talking to you. I think being forgotton would be preferable to that.
thank you for my jacket back.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
This is for the best
Posted by Benjamin at 7:11 PM
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