Then when confronted I lied because no one wants to lose their best friends. I feel like a horrible person.
I was so angry and deviant art my online journal thing was right there so I basically just vented it out. Being stupid and not thinking that they would actually ever read it. The people that i hurt wanted to off themselves and I tried over and over again to convince them not to, and something snapped. I was frustrated..."Why couldn't I convince them otherwise?" Or "they say people don't love them, what about me?"
I don't know maybe i was angry because I felt my feelings were being ignored and a whole bunch of other shit was going on in my life. That was probably it.
The truth is none of that stuff I wrote was true. It was in the moment anger and frustration and I just wrote without thinking or re reading any of it. My two best friends who i told and vented to were depressed and wanted to die and knowing all this I couldn't persuade them not to and I couldn't vent on how i felt about it to anyone else and it all bubbled out on this journal.
I hate not being friends with these people. We lived together. And I know the whole day I sat on the phone being made fun of but it doesn't matter. I don't care if you say something mean because I still want to be friends. I really dislike myself for what I wrote in my moment of anger and I am sorry. I know you'll probably think this is stupid if you read it but I really am sorry and I hope we can talk this out civilly because I know i was an idiot.
I guess that's really all I wanted to say.




Thank you.
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Anything can be beautiful...just add a little magic
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You're standing in my doorway seven cities ago, The days are racing, but you come back too slow. You're the finest thing I've ever done. The hurricane I can't outrun. I could wait around for the dust to still, But I don't believe it ever will.
Hope you'll return to see more!
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Energize!
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Anything can be beautiful...just add a little magic
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Energize!
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"Pick up a pen. Set before you, some paper. If you were to die this very instant, what would you regret? Write these thoughts down. Now read what you have written. This is what you must attend to - Now."
*CrAzYmOnKeY *ProsePlease
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