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Tuesday, January 29, 2008
 
It's my own fault isn't it really? I open myself up for being disappointed. If you don't display weakness, how will the enemy know when & where to strike?
I keep doing this to myself. I should just be harsh and quietly go away. It may send off the wrong message, but at least I'll keep from getting hurt again, and again.
We're just too soft, women.
And men are just thick-headed insensitive wankers.
A man told me 'it's all about strategy'. So basically, mindgames. I don't like mindgames. I don't see a relationship as a chessboard, where every move is calculated & taken into account for the next move. If you can't be honest and sincere with me, tough titties.
I think I may just pull the cloak over my eyes, harden up, do my own thing, and move on. I can't always be sitting here waiting for every phone call to come through that doesn't. Maybe I expect too much. Maybe I misunderstand stuff. Either way, this heart is not made for being chucked around.

 

 
   
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