Friday, July 30, 2010
I think my friends hate me. Rather they are sick of me. Dora won't look at me or speak to me. I feel like making excuses saying that this isn't my fault, it is though. I did it I and I alone have burned this bridge. I have once again somehow got myself put on safety without really saying anything. I suppose actions always speak louder than words. I was just trying to protect my friends from my drama. It did not work. God how I hate myself. It is just like the policeman said that was standing in my living room I should respect my support system and their lives. They do care I know they do. I love them too I just sometimes think it would be better if I gave them some peace and quiet. I am always running out of time.