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Jan 17, 2005 13:40

I’m losing sleep. Trying to make sense of noise. Remember the song you wrote about the one you loved? It’s being played in funerals. Irony takes a turn and the difference from what we know and knew starts to become blurry. It has become a routine to follow and swallow a little bit of pride. We’re not unique, that’s just what we tell ourselves to ( Read more... )

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I'm pouring my heart out anonymous February 17 2005, 14:53:43 UTC
I think the one thing I'm truly afraid of is not having someone with me, and betrayal. Betrayal as in the affair type. And other types too, but I'm afraid of being cheated on the most. It's made me paranoic and overly jealous.

I'm not a virgin anymore. I gave it up for the one guy I think I love. I say think because we're young and I thought to be in love with my other boyfriends too, it was just never this deep. I love him to death. Never quite felt this way about anyone before. And if things don't work out, I will never have sex until marriage again.

I'm oh-so-very vulnerable. I truly care about everyone, even if it might not seem it. I know we're not that close, but I don't like seeing anyone suffer. I hope things get better for you. Honestly. It would only make me happy.

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Re: I'm pouring my heart out youshouldntcare March 31 2005, 04:27:13 UTC
I could have sworn I had replyed to this ages ago. I'm flattered that you were able to write this on my journal even it if IS under an anonymous name. Thank you for wishing the best for me and I do the same to you and I think I could pretty confidently say that you could count on me if you need someone to talk to.

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