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[mindprosthetic]

It's days like these were I realize I'm on my own. Questioning whereabouts, things that could be said, movements and actions I regret, foolish telephone calls and remembering walking down ghost streets hand in hand. A boy tried to kiss me today, and I told him my heart belongs to another, but his heart doesn't want to belong to me... and with two

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[peacensolitude]

i've lingered around the halls of my house for 3 days now, and with every cough hacked and every breath leaving me in pain and tears, i wondered if any of the friends i considered as friends even thought of the notion to wonder where i was, to wonder if i was okay, or to even merely wonder if i was alive. its amazing how in all the world, you can have no one but that special person and it doesnt even seem to cross your mind that if you lost that person, you'd have no one, no one but me, myself, and i.

i had forgotten how beautifully you express everyday occurances and make them seem like novel excerpts.

i trully hope you're doing well.

i can relate to this in a bit of a sense.
for the first time i had found someone that genuinly careds it seemed, that loved me for me, and nothing i could do seemed to turn him away, 4 months later, all it took was another girl to catch his lingering eye, and make me feel like i never mattered and that he never genuinly loved me.

but i love you, emily. and i trully hope youre doing okay.

[peacensolitude]

sincerly, anne.