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These are things that I could not tell you;
Things that remind me of you when I want nothing more than to forget;
Things that have gone wrong;
Things that have gone right;
Things that will never happen;
Things that are your fault,
My fault,
The faults of no one;
These are the things that we did not do and will not let go of.
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She got away
i love the act of running because i really feel as though i am running away. i am escaping from everything that is holding me back and hurting me. the rest of the world gets tuned out and the adrenaline rush creates a high that lets the guilt/pain/sadness subside. and it's all ok for a little while ( Read more... ) -
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self hatred grows in me like cancer, i can't locate its whereabouts but its feasting on its host. i expected him to have the answers. I thought I taught him how to love me, now he fears me like a ghost. Self-fulfilling prophecy, you're the only guaranteed loyalty. I swear to you, I'll never love again. -
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That was the thing, you never got used to it. You never got used to the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it's okay, and you think you've accepted it, someone points it out to you, and it hits you all over again, and it's just as shocking as the first time. You put on a good show but i'd be willing to bet that you're suffering more ( Read more... ) -
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Savior, please keep saving me. -
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"And with these drinks I plan to collapse and forget this wasted year,
these wasted years. Devoted friends, they disappear. I'm sorry about the phone call and needing you, some decisions you don't make. I guess it's like breathing and not wanting to, there are somethings that you can't fake. I guess that it is typical to cling to memories you'll ( Read more... ) -
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this morning i was studying in my apartment and the next thing i knew, i had just stopped. my hands were clasped together and i was praying. i always pray in my head, and just kind of talk to God as if he can read my thoughts. but today was different. without any conscious effort, i began to pray. and i felt it in my heart immediately ( Read more... ) -
to those who are already my friend disregard this!!
finally, i made a "friends only" entry.
this is a private journal, so if you want to see the good stuff...you're going to need to leave a comment...with either where you found me, or a brief introduction of yourself...or just something! if you want to be added.
disclaimer: you might not approve. you might not agree. this is my journal and i'm not ( Read more... ) -
that was a cry for help.
why is it that when i have everything i could ever want, i let it crumble before me?
here i go again...