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Tuesday, July 04, 2006
12:34 AM

crapshit nonsense.

would you find it weird to hold my hand.

would you find it weird to give me a warm and sincere hug.

would you find it weird if i wanted you to look me straight in the eye and tell me i'm everything i don't see?

guys and girls will have different answers. i know. but i want an honest answer. the guys will shut up and not comment on this entry. the girls might still have some face to say "yes" to this entry. either way, the strength of your conviction to me is still questionable, and i don't think i can trust you. at least, not enough to find comfort in you. yet.

would you find it weird to talk to me over the phone, listening to me cry.

would you find it weird if i called you one day and asked to meet up?

would you even think twice to call me, if you even needed me for the same reasons i need you?

until you can answer those questions without feeling guilt in your heart, i don't think that neither you or i, should be allowed to call each other "good friends", let alone "best".

i'm feeling like shit now. do you notice? i want to hold someone's hand and let their warmth somehow warm my heart. i want to hug someone and feel loved and cared for. i want someone to take care of me. i want to be the little brother/sister for once because quite frankly, i'm sick of always looking out for everyone but myself. take care of me, please.

i'm begging you via my blog becuase i don't know how to say this in-person.

it's times like these i'm at a complete loss for words and i just can't seem to be able to fight back my emotions. it's times like these that i'm at my most vulnerable. it's times like these where i feel most insecure. it's times like these where i need you most.

and yet, you're not here.


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