Mad
I am mad at myself because I really shouldn't still be sad that someone isn't in my life anymore. I should realize that I am better off.
Not that I feel better off, but I must be, right?
I hate that I lost a good friend. That is why my heart is still broken. Because once again, I was expendable.
It really gets old.
posted by Laura at
12:12 PM
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