Saturday, March 22, 2008

DIFFERENT

You put too much pressure on me. You know me. You do. I can't be this person you want me to be. I have never been and never will be. And its draining to try or make it look like i'm trying. I'm sorry i can't be your idea of a good friend. Its just not me to do hugs and kisses and kind words and reassurance. Maybe you're not demanding that much but your approach is too. Too tactless. This shouldn't feel like an obligation. Our ideals are just too different. No one is to be blamed.

Love always.

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