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it's the first time in my life I haven't been able to call a person and tell them what I'm upset about and be assured they'll understand. a rebound is necessary, and one of those rebounds defined by both parties being recently heartbroken is ideal, but she's beautiful and I'd be in love with her too if I had the guts. There was a time when it wasn't taboo to become emotionally attached beyond a friend level to someone you were with. I miss that time. I miss when feeling used to be associated with sex. My idealistic 16-year-old self is crushed, and I laugh at the way I used to think that sex would be like a Boyz II Men song, but I still wish that somebody would hold me tight, baby, all through the night instead of tapping that shit and running.
I internalize the things I really love. I try not to talk about the times I'm hurt until can't feel them any more. So don't think it doesn't affect me. I'm lonely without you.
I internalize the things I really love. I try not to talk about the times I'm hurt until can't feel them any more. So don't think it doesn't affect me. I'm lonely without you.