12986) Two of my best friends have made out with the boy I love. I would love to cry, and scream, and tell them how much this hurts me, how much I wish I could be them, how much I wish he still cared about me... but all I can manage to say is "It's ok, don't worry about it." I'm going to kill my soul by protecting theirs.

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~ Wednesday, September 28 ~

12986) Two of my best friends have made out with the boy I love. I would love to cry, and scream, and tell them how much this hurts me, how much I wish I could be them, how much I wish he still cared about me… but all I can manage to say is “It’s ok, don’t worry about it.” I’m going to kill my soul by protecting theirs.

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