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There is a fine line between treating a woman with respect and how you are now treating me. I believe the person you were months ago would have kicked your ass.

I give no more fucks.

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Dear You,
I made a huge mistake and watched some of your youtube videos. What the fuck is wrong with me? I must be really fucking stupid.

Sincerely,
Does it really matter what I write here anymore...

Words don't exist, your actions do.

What happened? 

Loose lips sink ships

Dear You,
I just wanted to see how you were doing. I know when you are holding things in, and right now you are about to explode. Please talk to me, or someone. You need to get it out of you. With all the things that have happened, I still love you. You can't just suddenly unlove someone. So let me be there for you, because I know you better than anyone else and you know me better than anyone else.

Sincerely,
You know you need to talk about it.

Y U NO....

Dear "the actual fuck",
Just a day, just an ordinary day.. just trying to get by.

Worked today, went by fast. Then I got my car some what fixed. The alignment needed to be done so I brought it to the actual Subaru store instead of a tire place. Cost me $90.00 but they fixed it and now I can drive not worrying about my car exploding. There is a bunch of other things wrong with my car but fuck, one step at a time please. I also replaced the tire that was pretty damn near to popping. Again, one less heart attack while driving my 45 minutes to work going 80 mph....

I have an interview at the Concord store on Friday. I am pretty cocky about this. I believe I will get the job, so I am not too worried about it. I just hate interviews. I usually just have a bunch of word vomit come out when answers questions about customers.

I feel less stressed today, like a weight has been lifted. Even before sitting in the Subaru waiting room for 2.5 hours (fml),  my heart didn't pound as much as it use to. Maybe this is finally the start to me being the best that I can be.

Should I give you your ring back?

Dear You,
Mikey came back from his father's today. All he wanted to talk about was how he wanted to play with you and have you bring him on the lawn mower.

I feel like you are seeing someone else already. I don't know for a fact, I don't ask our friends about you anymore. I am giving you want you want. Freedom from me. You don't need to know anything about my life, because you never cared.

sincerely,
I think that friend lied about you reading this, or are you that heartless?

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Dear Society,
Am I an amazing person because I feel as though once you've found love you never give up on it? Or am I a fucking psycho because I won't let go of the person I love? Because I am starting to feel like both.
Sincerely,
I would rather someone never give up on me and be a little crazy then for someone to give up up and never show their face again.