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

Monday, January 25, 2010

I think that the amount of sadness that you feel when someone close to you leaves your life is directly proportional to the amout of happiness they caused when they were in it. When you decided to leave my life, I felt nothing. I guess that means you were a shitty friend and considering the way you are treating me now, I'm not suprised.

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