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She was right, I just keep torturing myself over this, its just the worst, since I can't stop thinking about it. No matter what I do, things remind me or stay a reminder and keep festering in my mind. Ever feel like your on an island? Except that island turns out to desert and that desert just streaches more and more, the sand slowly burning your ( Read more... ) -
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You know what's funny? What's so fucking funny!? That since Freshman year college I've gone: well atleast now that I'm at the bottom I can't go any lower. TWO YEARS LATER AND I'M STILL GOING LOWER AND ITS MORE HORRIFIC AND DARK THEN I'VE EVER SEEN! I don't know what to do anymore, I'm drowning in an ocean and don't know where the surface is... -
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How do you talk to someone when they never answer your calls and always sign off only to actually be hiding from everyone online…You know I know they must be having a hard time trying to stay in communication but maybe there are others WHO MIGHT WANT TO TALK TO THEM! I had all time while we were living together, that and I NEVER HAVE ANYTHING TO ( Read more... ) -
Roar
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Another glorious Friday down and yet one more to go before I become pressed down by the tyrannical rule of my parents. I don’t want to leave, but then again I really don’t want to stay either. There are truly days I really do feel like the title of my name and with no real ties anywhere I just want to leave it all behind and travel far, see where ( Read more... ) -
Fuck me? No fuck you!
I’ve started re writing in this journal because by now I’m sure that no one else will in all actuality realize that I’m still writing in it. That and I’ve realized via one of my friends that this is my journal, this is how I’m feeling at the moment and if you get pissed off because I’m trying to place myself back into control and say something bad ( Read more... ) -
The Glory of Rome
You know sometimes I wish I had the Invisibility Cloak from Harry Potter ( Read more... ) -
Clean up on isle 3!
While walking along the jagged rocks on the shore I looked across the vast lake calm as ever and realized something. What really is the point of spilling my heart to anyone anymore? When all that will happen is it will happen again. How do I know this? Because a relationship is never life or death as drama would have us believe. When we express ( Read more... )
