"The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like a leaf until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains ( Read more... )

He knows. An obvious advertisment will catch the eye of any curious once upon a time lover. The problem is not in knowing...it lies in caring. To this, I can only claim my emotional masochism at its best.

Sit and wonder if the days will get better? Or do you sit and hold a handful like me, and wonder if there has to be a tomorrow at all ( Read more... )

Im not writing this entry by choice. Lets get that out of the way. It doesn't matter however. Either way...this entry is getting written. Im so tired and my back is killing me ( Read more... )

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