all that matters

it makes no sense, but i wish i had a part to play in breaking his heart. at least, then, i’d know i meant something to him. however, as it often is, i am alot less significant than i imagine myself to be. it’s a good thing that i’ve gotten used to it. it’s an even better thing that i know i am significant to God. that’s probably all that matters, really.

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