"i hope that you someday have the balls to call your father and tell him how he hurt you enough for you to dare to hurt someone else."

what the hell is the point of my knowing him? i do not need nor do i want a "friend" who treats me the way he does. do i "owe" him my friendship, is his comfort and happiness more important than mine is? i think not.

"i like the way you wear your clothes. i'm not a junkie for your love. i am not a junkie." ~poe

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