Thursday, December 11, 2008

Hello stranger

Let me know when I mean something to you. By then I'll be gone, and you'll have wished you acted differently. Because I'm sick of the way you treat me, and your negative attitude. If we had a better relationship I might tell you things without being forced to. So please, please let me move out when I turn 18. Don't worry, you won't hear from me again.

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