You don't seem to get it...I don't want to be your "friend". I don't want to be lied to, or patronized. My real friends don't do that to me. I don't want to talk to you; I know you're only doing it out of guilt. On some level you realize you fucked up. I don't want to hear from you until you realize it on every level. Save me the headache, the anxiety, the distraction. Save yourself the empty attempts. Save her the insecurity of a boyfriend who's chasing guilt. Just save it.
You still don't get it. I don't want to be your "friend". I don't want to hear from you unless you're on my doorstep with a ring and an apology. You fucked up.
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