It pains me to a great extent, that even to this day, you seem to still have trouble discovering but a sliver of trust in me.
I am your friend, how difficult must you make this to live up to?
But do not worry, use me. Use me as your canvas for I am empty. Paint me, explore me, destroy me, love me, hate me, though ensure that you learn from me. Learn well, for at the advent of her lie, you will recall a time such as this..where you lost someone because of a lie you assumed evolved from them.
Maybe then, you can begin to trust better. She will love you for it, more than you would imagine.
I hate blogging now. This will be the last thing you read, if you read it. It's time I allowed this alliance of poppycock to expire.
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