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Christ, things just seem to be progressively getting worse.
I am fading away.
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I can't quite find or gather the words to accurately express what it is I am feeling right now. Or perhaps I really just don't want to. So I will leave you with this:
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
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I am very lucky to have you, Christian.
Was not expecting to find someone quite like you. You manage to see right through me when I am hiding my worries, and you can always get me to open up and talk about it. You're not afraid of my demons, you stare them right in the face and talk them down. When I shut down, you don't get angry or annoyed (well, ( Read more... ) -
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My heart hurts. Which, for someone who is mostly numb, is surprising.
Unintentional self sabotage, I need to get better. Soon.
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I don't think this is mutual. I feel more than you do.
I don't know that I am right for you, I'm not strong or independent. I'm not intelligent or articulate. I get anxious and worry a lot, I think you are too good for me and I don't think that I deserve you. I can't decide what I want to do with my life, and most aspects of my every day are a mess ( Read more... ) -
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I like the way I look through your eyes.
I just wish I could like you back through my own.
