08-06-2002, 09:01 PM
I make jokes at Arpi's expense because that's the only thing he reacts to anymore. He doesn't sit and talk to me anymore. He's just concerned with himself now. He doesn't ask me how my day was anymore. He doesn't massage my shoulders. I just can't deal with someone like this. I have so much love to give, but I'm just going to have to keep it all to myself if I can't get any in return.
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i want something good to die for, to make it beatiful to live</center>
i want something good to die for, to make it beatiful to live</center>