Saturday, August 28, 2010

Hopes are made to be dashed.

Why the hell do I ever let myself hope?

It finally seemed like he was finally making a final choice, one that actually didn’t end in my being heart broken, and then his girlfriend texted him, and I found out… she is still his damned girlfriend.

Is it really too much for me to wish to be completely happy for just a few moments? Seems so.

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