Love, love, love is a verb

Love is a doing word.

10.10.05

I am so tired of fighting. You have no idea. Why can't we just get along. You don't want me to do this, guess what-I don't care. You think I'm making a mistake and blah-blah-blah. It's my mistake to make. Parent are you not. I don't want your support. I want you to shut up. That's all I'm asking. Quit bitching. You think I'm making a mistake? I don't care. Everyone else voices their opinions without being so loud and forceful about it. I wouldn't say many really support me but they tell me that it's my life. In the end I am the one that has to deal with the consequences, no?

By the way, I have always said I was stubborn. I never claimed otherwise.

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