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sometimes i think shes calls just to make me sad.
just to make me miss her more.
god i miss her.
if your kinda wondering who im talking about it would be melissa.
melissa was my best friend, untill she started doing drugs and hanigng out with the wrong people. she lived on the street next to mine. and at one point we were inseprable.
then she moved away. and she calls maybe once every 3 months. and never comes visit. never asks me if i wanna hang out. i guess its easier for her to just drop someone out of her life, easier then it is for me.
so yeah,
she called.
and we talked for a while. about christmas, newyears. friends. and then i mention my new car.
and she goes, yeah ive seen it.
and im like how? i never see you around.
and she goes. oh we drive by all the time. too go see lisa(her cousin who live son the street next to mines) and her new baby all the time.
me- how come you never visit.
her-oh um, i guess we never have the time.
my heart is broken in a million pieces.
she has broken my heart.
she ripped it out, and stomped it into the floor.
"with this knife ill cut out the heart of me, the part that cares for you." -smile empty soul.
damn.
this
hurts.
i think she wants me to cry.
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