Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Windows
He is my cliche , my window into the world of unrequited love. Simply put , I care for him. It's a quiet sort of caring , most of which is to be done in the confines of my bedroom. I can only hope that from an outsiders point of view the situation seems romantic and ill-fated. In reality it is nothing more that a testament to high school relationships and a metaphorical slap in the face. All of which is to be taken lightheartedly . because anything deeper would provide them with the victim they so desperately want.
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sweetheart...don't let a boy control your life, and don't let yourself be a victim. if you walk away, that makes you the strong one, and who cares what they think. i've been where you seem to be...trust me, don't waste your high school years.
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