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You're right, I'll say it straight up, I'm not a good person. All I can tell you is that if I can tell you're a good person that won't fuck me over, then I won't set the path for you. For anyone who I have lied to or played, it's part of your own doing. Though it may have not been directed toward me, there is such a thing as karma. Honestly, if anybody thinks that there isn't such thing as unhonest people on the internet, you are all in for a treat. I can also tell you that I have not lied to anybody in the past year about who or what I am or anything about me. So for all you fucks who can't drop shit, stop talking to me, stop going on my page, forget I exist. I'm done.

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LordRazr
05:44 Sep 21 2010

*hugs

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Some times I really just hate myself. I mean, I love who I am and what I am, but the way I am, just sucks some times. No matter what, I can never stay upset at someone. It doesn't matter what they have done to me or how badly they have fucked me over, I will always forgive them at some point in time. I read something in an astrology website that Cancers are people-pleasers. They will risk their own happiness and freedom just to make others content. But sooner or later, all of the emotions just build up and the Cancer explodes, releasing everything they have held back for so long. This describes me to a 'T'.



Yet somehow I still feel so heartless. I don't know how, with everything that I do for people, I feel like I should be more guilty about the other things I do to the person that they can't even recognize. The darker side of vampirism gets to me a lot, I tend not to hold back from my cravings and lust, and I feel horrible for it.



A few months ago, for the first time in my life, I had my first heart-break from a man. Of all the men I have been with, I had never felt bad, well, not enough to break my heart, when ever we separated. But this one, seriously ripped me apart. He was my highschool crush and we only lasted for 2 months. Everything was going fantastic, so it all just happened out of the blue, and for a shitty reason too. It's odd because I would take back any of my exes, except for him. For as long as I loved him, I could never take him back because he is the only person who has ever ripped my heart out of my chest... metaphorically of course.



I honestly don't know why I am writing this. I just needed to vent about it I suppose. People lately have been confronting me about how I would hate people with a passion, and then a month later start to talk to them again. This is the reason why. I am far too forgiving of people, like they can change, is that wrong of me?



Well, for any of you who have questioned that... hopefully this explains it better.