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Sometimes I pretend to be in love with people who don't really exist. I stand in front of my mirror in my peach bathroom, holding my dirty blonde, curly hair up with my right hand, and smile as my green-eyed phantom tells me I'm beautiful. Then my chewed-up, pink lips whisper "thank you," and my white cheeks turn red. And it reminds me of the ( Read more... )

And I know this.

Today I put my hand against my chest to see if my heart was beating. I pulled my pale green blankets up over my head and closed my eyes, trying to steady my breathing to the rhythm of my heartbeat.

I'm sorry I haven't been posting as much, I'm kind of sick of typing - I'm more into writing in my "real life" journal now ( Read more... )

01. who are you, what's our relationship ( Read more... )

Well, a few days ago, on the 14th, it was James and my two year anniversary. It was perfect, we more or less spent the whole day together. The only thing that had a flaw was a little argument we had in the afternoon, but, it was easily resolved. We spent most of the day speaking on the phone, and playing Neopets and Monopoly. I stayed home, but ( Read more... )

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I haven't updated in a while. Maybe if I got enough sleep, and didn't have to go to that hellhole I call school, I would have the energy to update my LJ.

Some new things have happened:

Ryan and I are speaking again. Hoorah!

I finished I Know This Much is True by Wally Lamb. It was great, might I add. Beautifully written, and definately worth ( Read more... )