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entries,
words from the mouth and mind
8 month suppose to be.
Monday, April 26, 2010 Monday, April 26, 2010

IM MOVING ON.AND EVERYTIME IM HAPPY FOR A MOMENT I CONGRATULATE MYSELF BECAUSE I KNOW IM GETTING OVER YOU LITTLE BY LITTLE.
happy 8 months anniversary supposed to be. i swear i will remember the next anni okay ? (:
This is the last straw, the last time I’ll say out loud to everyone, the last chance you’ll have to tell me you love me and make it all better, the last time you’ll lie to me. No longer will you lead me on with your mind games and blind me from the truth. This, is the last time you’ll hurt me. It feels like forever now, you’ve been apart of my life and the role you’ve been playing hasn’t been the best one. I’ll admit it, I’ll miss you, but past haunting me. i just cant forget what you've done to me. I will be able to find someone that makes me their first priority like how I made you. I’m gonna be with someone that makes me happier than you ever could, and loves me for me at the same time; no more secrets.

I’ve learned that I'm not right for you, causing so much stress in your life, its your time to be dismissed. Its an everyday procedure to talk to you, but I’ll learn how to deal and move on. You’ve only taught me to be stronger, to set up my boundaries and not trust people who’re just trying to mess up what’s good for me. To not trust people like you. I’ll learn to move on. I’ll learn to be strong. I’ll learn to go through every day without you. I just want you to realize how good you had it. I want you to see what you do to people, even though I’m the one being hurt, I WILL NOT have pity on myself, nor will I have mercy on you. I’m the one suffering, and yet, in the end, you’ll pretend that you were the one being victimized. I’m sick of it.

You’d continuously tell me that you don’t want to lose me, that you don’t want to hurt me, but are you that naive to see what you’re doing is only hurting me more, and you have an even greater chance of losing me?! Not only will you lose me as someone who cares about you, but more importantly, you’ll lose me as a friend. Its more emotional effort on my part to be involved with you and try to even consider you a friend.


“i cant live without you.
.”

“I need you.”

“You know I care about you!”

“I love you so much & i dont wanna lose you..”


Now I realize everything you told me was simply just words to keep me from leaving, because you knew I could’ve easily done without you. Well, now, I’m realizing it too. I'm nothing special to you. You’d always save yourself with a quick answer, but this is the last time you have to keep me from leaving you forever. Everyone deserves second chances, but you’re running on using your eighth and ninth chances. I’m over it. I can’t handle it, and I know it’ll hurt, but its not worth being put through the pain any longer.

i hope you understand. move on with your life. in future , if god agree, we will be together back. takecare fydy kecyk.
much misses : emiliya baby.
PS: we're still friends. i dont wanna be enemy.






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