Thursday, September 25, 2008
It was his choice. He didn't have to.. No one forced him to. But he did it. And now he only has himself to blame. Now he can sit alone, in pain, contemplating on if he should call. Maybe dial my number and hang up when I pick up. Empty bottles and cans, trying to drown his sorrows. Because I'm done being the damsel in distress.
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