I guess it is meant to be... Whatever that means...
He isn't meant for me but that doesn't mean there is no hope right? Now, I am definitely content with just being his friend, his little sister that he can pick on and play around with. I am okay with that...
I guess this is what you call conforming? Yes, this is what you call conforming...
I am conforming to the image that other people have imposed on me in fear of being rejected and isolated. Which is probably why I still act like a baby even though I hate being called the baby.
It seems like the name 'baby' will stick with me no matter where I go...
I will just watch him and continue deceiving people with my mask. I know that it will be hard at times, but I swear that I'm so good at wearing it that I even trick myself. I can believe that I no longer have feelings for him, but the heavy brick on my chest would still be there...
Whatever.. I can survive... I've hidden my emotions before, and have tricked even the most observant... Even my best friends are tricked... Even I, of all people, am tricked by myself...
But how long can I keep this up?
28th Birthday
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