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ok, seriously my blog is NOT emo.
well, i'm sick and tired of all the drama and i want it to stop.
for good.
the last time you thought i hated you.
and then i explained to you and you promised to trust that i don't hate you.
but yet, you doubt my words again.
what can i do?
i want you to trust me.
you're being influenced.
how can a friendship last if there is no trust?
gosh, i do not hate you, i never will.
but if you do not believe it, what can i do?
gosh. i always loved you as a friend.
i still do.
but this revolves around trust.
and the last part is QUOTED FROM A RETARDED FRIEND.
'sigh...crying'
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