What Are the Things You Wanted to Say But Couldn't?

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You fucked me over, and you're still trying to. I don't give a fuck anymore.

I want to tell him I'm sorry. I know I messed up and I still love you with all my heart.

Maybe you should show a little respect before you demand it of everyone who will listen. -_-

I love you. I can't help it. After all the time we've spent together, it shouldn't be surprisening. So, why are you with her? Why do you always talk about her? What does she have that I don't have? Because I swear, we're alot alike. Except I'm here and she lives states away. And the other one? I just don't see it.

I miss you terribly, and really need you right now. I don't know what to do, but I know I'm not currently on the right path. I know that there's a possibility that if you were here I wouldn't listen to you either, but right now you're the only person I really want to talk to about all this, and it kills me to know I'll never get that chance :(

Daddy, I miss you.

Was I the one who saved your life?
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I don't know how to be strong without you here. I love you more than you could ever know. You are my best friend, and I don't want things to be different between us when you transfer.

I want to tell my best friend that I'm not rich. i explain it to her too many damn times but its as if she doesn't listen to a word i say. And she thinks I'm incapable of understanding her. If I'm so incapable, then why have we been friends for so long? My life isn't perfect. i don't regret the things that i said. I don't care if you forgive me or not. Just don't do anything stupid

Casi muero atropellado sacando la basura, realmente no me importo extra~no no tengo a nadie a quien contarle pero queria decirlo y la verdad no se que me pasa o talvez si y me gusta mentirme....

I see how it is. You were my best friend for 6 years and now you'd rather get wasted than spend time with me. College has changed you, and I don't want to speak to you anymore.

I didn't make out with you last night because you're a creep, but thank you for dancing with me.

Bullshit. You can't pull that crap with me - not anymore. As you've said many times, I'm sixteen going on seventeen, not six going on seven. You know very fucking well that I wanted to go to UPROAR for my birthday. You know very well why I wanted to, which is also why you didn't want me to go in the first place.

And even if you really had forgotten, thanks for forgetting about something that meant the world to me. Thanks for acting like you care, it really means so fucking much to me! Not.

I promise you, that when you're unable to take care of yourself, neither sis or I will be there to take care of you. Why should we take care of you when you barely took care of us? You only cared for us when it proved to be beneficially for you, not me or sis. But thats what we get for being accident children, isn't it? Should've used a condom, even if the doctors told you didn't have too - would've saved both of us a lot of pain.

I want to tell everyone that I'm bisexual. Maybe the right people will leave me alone and maybe the right people will finally talk to me.

Como se te ocurre hacer eso? jajaja eres la primera persona que enverdad a causado una curiosidad extrema en mi... quiero tanto leer lo que posteaste pero a su ves no quiero porque... pss porque te prometi que no lo haria.... ihaosdjasda te pishi odio =P

The thing that I wanted to say for so long is
Do you ever think that the reason why I can't go on is because of you, mother? After all the things you did these past seven years. The betrayal, lies, and drugs?
Kudos to you mother! Look at what you did.

Honestamente no sabia que hacer hoy...llega ella de sorpresa y me regala un chocolate, habla de lo mala que eres al seguir con esta amistad que me lastima pero no se da cuenta de que ella me hizo da~no tambien o simplemente lo ignora... vuelves, cosa que pense no pasaria porque pues dijiste que querias alejarte un poco, pero volviste =D eso me hizo feliz, pero no podia abandonarla apesar de todo.... no puedo ser malo ... soy malo siendo malo, y parece que terrible siendo bueno... me desespera que me digas que no tienes nada cuado todo tu cuerpo dice lo contrario...

I don't hesitate around you just because i'm shy.

Fabulous Cola:

Daddy, I miss you.

This.

and also... "I quit".

First:
Why do you direct the attention to your issues when I need a shoulder to cry on? I'm already upset and crying like an idiot, and yes I understand you have your trouble, but maybe once, just once, be like you used to and just rub my back and tell me you're here for me instead of "stealing the stage."

Second:
Quit being a best friend and be a damn parent. You acted like a silly teenage girl when I was a baby, you act like a sorority girl now. Do you really think I'm petty enough to not come to my infant brother's birthday party because I'm "mad" that you wouldn't let a friend of mine come along? You know for a fact I'm sick, and really, I'm twenty. I'm not going to boo-hoo because bestie couldn't come out to play.

Last:
I wish you knew my other side. Some of these thoughts and opinions I have, the things I want to tell you, make me sick. You are so good to me, I don't deserve you.

Don't you realize how you hurt me sometimes? I'm barely going to get to see you for the next year, maybe longer. Are vegetables really more important than our friendship? Sometimes I think you take how much I care about you for granted, because I tell you I'll always be here. Ever think I might want a little of that unconditional, at-the-drop-of-a-hat mentality reciprocated?

I swear sometimes I want to shake you and scream in your face to get the point across.