it's a sin, honey
 "I perceived, of course, the drift of my interlocutor. Jealousy had got hold of him: she stung him; but the sting was salutary: it gave him respite from the gnawing fang of melancholy. I would not, therefore, immediately charm the snake."
- Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte
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Acceptance. And. Anger
Friday, September 9, 2011 @ 7:40 AM
I bet you don’t even know how much I’ve changed for you. I know, I clearly understand I’m not even close to your type. But didn’t we promise to be friends? What are friends? People you should ignore? Tell me. Am I not good enough for you, or are you not good enough for me? I’ve never been true to my feelings. I don’t like to show people the weak and emotional side of me. I swallow down everything, not because I don’t care. Its cause it world’s too cruel to accept me. No, I wouldn’t be myself. I wouldn’t sputter my thoughts. Its more comfortable for me to change according to other people’s likings, than to stand up for myself. I’m used to this crap. I’m nothing. Truly. Nothing. -at least air have its purpose. |
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