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Monday, September 22, 2008 / 7:19 PM

The thing I hate the most about riding on the train alone is that I have too much time to think. I was this close to actually crying but I didn't want to come home and explain all that nonsense to my mom, so I controled.

It really hurts me to no end that you're willing to listen to what she says and avoid me. I know its a lie, you know its a lie yet you feel the need to show everyone that it isn't true. I get it if you don't wanna come over anymore, but why give me the cold shoulder on msn? Or when we meet with someone else you push me aside. You talk to her and act as if I'm not there.

I can't even be mad at her 'cos she's been nothing but nice to me.

I really can't effing stand you at this point. I don't know if I'll ever take that back or regret saying it but I don't care. I can't hate, which sucks for me, but I hate what you're doing now. I hate you for pushing me to the verge of a breakdown. I hate that you're willing to listen to someone else's ranting rather than be with some you once claimed was a good/close friend of yours.

Sorry guys, I've really got no mood to blog properly. But I just wanna say thanks a ton to Farzana.

And to my purple rock for listening to my mindless venting and ranting. ILY <3.