i can't even say it enough how you are just not being fair. what hope was there of prosperity from half-assed attempts with thousands of miles spacing us apart? i have had no arguments as of yet, one month in. i have had no bitter feelings as of yet, one month in. i am happier than a pig in poo, one month in. you're just not being fair. i was told to let you go and now i see why. you have no strength to stand on your own, just crumble and die at the sight of bad news. life is not full of good things always. the brighter side is not always the brightest place. i wish you well, i really do. i hope one day you can BE the strong man i know you are supposed to be. one day i hope for my friend back. |