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It's ironic because it always felt like half the time when someone was there beside you, it wasn't worth it to make them feel wanted.

I only ever got in your way, and kept you from things that make you really happy. Like your other friends. Like all the shit you got into with them. Like an obligation free life. Things are just better this way, for you and for me.

I hope your last sentence holds true. And I hope one day we can be fine as well.

Don't know where you got that. I suppose you mean I didn't sit there for hours on end tending to you like a baby, then yes, I didn't make you feel "wanted"

I don't know where I said anything about the stuff I do with the friends I have now. Don't talk to me unless you're willing to stop drawing your own conclusions from nothing.

There is no such thing as an obligation free life. Now there is such thing as a not having to worry about someone constantly worrying about you worrying life, and a not having to cater to every attention scream from people life, but not an obligation free life.

We were fine. We were absolutely fine. I don't know why you think we weren't fine, unless you are talking about right after you posted that, trying to make me feel like an asshole. But, carry on thinking what you do, because as you are being clear with, you are done with me, and if you are, please just leave me alone from this crap. I know you enough to know what you are saying here

Believe it or not, it's not my constant goal in life to make you feel like a dick.

I draw conclusions, yes. I know I do. But I saw your facebook as active again, and concluded that you must be talking to everyone else again. I know who your "old friends" are. And I know the kind've shit you all used to do. I'm not stupid, so stop talking to me like I am.

You've always wanted as few obligations as humanly possible from life.

We were not fine. I wasn't happy. I don't know where you got the idea that I was. We weren't fine when we dated. We weren't fine after. We aren't fine now. And you don't get it. You don't see it. You don't get why I say things, or do things. You don't understand me. You quit trying to understand me. You started jumping to your OWN conclusions. You don't know a damn thing about me Aaron. You don't know anything. You used to, once. But not anymore. And I am so tired of trying to explain it to you, because you either blow it off as bullshit, or.. no that's about it actually. So don't pretend to know what I want, or know why I do things, or say things.

If you're under the impression that things are fine, I'm not happy. If I'm under the impression that things are fine, it turns out you're just acting.

Look, I told you I needed space. I felt guilty when you IMed me, sounding like you did, so I agreed to talk. But in all honesty, I really really needed the space. So please respect that.

Way to play the victim. You're really boring. Go away if you need space, stop, for the love of god, talking to me if you need space.

And sometimes you can be really fuckin stupid.

I love how you've really master this whole dick thing.

Just because we don't agree doesn't mean I think you're stupid.

Maybe that's my mistake.
I want my book back, and then I'm done.

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