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(On a Personal Note)
Crys Sweety; Uh, Do you love me or even care? I'm confused! You talk so sweet, say so much of love when we do talk, then go months without even so much as a postcard signed with love. Your mouth says love, but the silence sends and entirely different message...
I don't EVER ask you or anyone for anything except the chance to be loved...just to be told that I am wanted, needed. cared about or loved, that's it.
You promise letters and photos, I believe you every time because my heart doesn't know how not to...then,,,,nothing...
I've sat and listened to you yell, scream, insult and bash me without one second of argument or objection - just because I love you that much and hearing your voice after so long made up for it all, even when you got mad and told me to kill myself.. I am sorry that this is on here but I have no other way to reach you..Nothing I've tried has rendered a response.
Please tell my sister that I will not write her again until she stops her father from returning the letters back to me and stops giving him all her money. Stops giving anyone her money.
I guess I have just reached a point where if everyone is going to just leave me, I'll embrace the silence, solitude and emptiness. If everyone is giving up on me, I suppose I'll give up too...
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