But I do care. I care so much.
it hurts when you don't talk to me. And just pretend im not there.
one word answers sting.
it makes me sick to think about how much I care about you, knowing that you don't care nearly as much about me.
I hate when you don't tell me whats going on in your life anymore.
I miss talking to you all the time.
I miss being your friend.
What hurts most of all, is knowing that you don't even seem to care.
pardon the language.
just breathe.

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thanks for the thoughts friends.