"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Friday, May 8, 2009

He has no right to say that he means nothing to "them". Because he's everything to me. I will always carry this burden on my back, always be comparing and contrasting. If he just opened his eyes, actually opened them, then maybe it wouldn't be so difficult. He's confusing me, in more ways than one. 
I think he needs glasses...I wonder what his prescription is... probably as blind as it gets, because that's the only thing I'll accept. The only excuse that I will take is that the reason he's ignoring me is because he's blind.  

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