25 March 2011

Space.

2235 Friday 25 March 2011


I told Shawn that we needed space apart from each other. I finally took Ezra's advice.



I told him that he brings up my past, and I can't change it. I told him that I feel like shit for going to Western and having friends. I told him no matter how many times I tell him the truth, he never believes me. He blames me for everything (not going to a university, etc.)
I told him we need space apart.
And he sped off, after calling himself a piece of shit.
And he was actually trying to make it all my fault, like he always does.

Ezra was right. He IS a psychic vampire.

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