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Saturday, July 30, 2011
12:35
I'm not the best boyfriend. I'm far from that.
I try my best.
Yeah, there have been situations in the past, and I've fucked up.
I was never the one to notice these things and its the kinda thing where you don't notice it until someone tells you. I don't know if its just me, but I don't think anyone is really "trying" anything until something really obvious happens. Maybe that's my blunder. Time and time again, you seem to be the one to help me out of these situations and I guess I want to thank you for being there when sometimes I can't even. The situation now is over with. I've dealt with it and don't plan on talking to anyone else besides you.
I could see why you feel like everything you do for me is way more. I never tell you about all the friends I rejected one on one because they were girls.
I never tell you how I ask my mom... and my sister constantly for advice when you're sick or when you're down. Do I do it for reassurance? Maybe, but more for the fact that I want to be the one to heal you. It's silly I know.
No excuse for replying slow. I just fucking suck. I want to talk to you. But I don't know what to say sometimes.
Maybe it's still imba. What do I know anyways.
I can't ask you to depend on me to catch you when you fall. But whether or not you decide to jump, I'll always still be there to catch you, whether you see me or not.
Jeffffff
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