STORY #40

You are important to me, you're my best friend. I may not show it but you should know that I do care. I have a lot to say but I choose not too because it hasn't really made any difference. You tell me to tell you how I feel and when I don't you say that you don't know me but when I do, you'll start scolding me and act as if you're the sad, unhappy one while I was the one who told you how I feel. Don't my feelings matter? I don't have a rock heart, I can only hold on to a certain limit and I am about to break. I have every right to be mad because you lied and you played around with me to see how much I care? If you really care for someone you can actually see it without the person showing it clearly. I really don't know wht i'm suppose to do. Everything I do is wrong, nothings ever good enough. I really don't know how to express my feelings and this is the only way I know how. Who cares, nobody reads this shit pun.

with love,
airinna