Flowers of Fire (hanabi) wrote, @ 2003-07-15 01:03:00

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God...

I don't ...

The last time I hurt this bad, the man I had dreamed of marrying had just dumped me, and was bewildered to learn how strongly I truly felt.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't...

*screams* You're wrong! You're wrong! You have to be wrong. I had his permission. I had his fucking...

I'm not like that. I'm not...

How can you love me if I'm like that?

You said you did. Tonight. You said you did.

How can you...

I'm not.

Oh my God. My God. My God.

Please...

I've never wanted to die for one specific action against another before.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so...

God.

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