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it's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault... Print E-mail
Written by Diana, on 15-04-1998 23:00
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Is nothing ever good enough for you?  Can't you let me have just one moment of being in the spotlight.  Oh my god what I wouldn't do to be Will Hunting.  Everything about him I envied even though it was just a movie.  He was smart, he had great friends, and someone who cared about him, someone who wanted him to feel okay and who understood.  But I guess that's not possible in my case because I can't talk to anyone so therefore no one understands and that is what I need, what I crave.  For someone to tell me they understood and that it'll be all right, they'll make it all right.  You could never have told me it would be okay.  It wasn't like you.  You could never have said it, never even thought it.  Hugs mean comfort, you could have never known how to comfort me, it was out of your hands.  But do you know what fuckin' tears me up inside?  What tears me up is that you never even had a clue.  I've run out of options.  I can't keep writing these things down because then they just get bottled up inside and they for some reason get worse and worse until I can't stand it anymore!  The worst thing is the only thing keeping me intact is the thought of leaving Ren.  That should be the last thing keeping me here.  I can think of a hell of a lot of people who did nothing but help bring me to my decision.  Have you ever heard my poem "What Happens to a Thought Untold?"...I know the answer.  It leads you to certain death.  Did you ever wonder why I like things like Good Will Hunting?  Guess you'd like to know wouldn't you...sorry...you should already know these things about me.  Just remember "Good" Will Hunting, that's what I wanted.  Remember the part - "it's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault"...

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