| I confess |
[09 Dec 2003|01:22am] |
~I feel like I'm wasting away.
~I feel like I'm waiting for something that, deep down, I know may never come.
~I feel like I am nothing.
~I keep my thoughts/feelings hidden from guys to keep me safe.
~Sometimes I want to lock myself up in my room and sit in the dark and cry or hurt myself or both.
~I think for other guys when it comes to what they will think of me, which keeps me from dating.
~I want a storybook romance.
~I want a guy who has a great personality and looks cute. Is that too much to ask for?
~I'm afraid I'll end up with neither of those things in my life.
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[09 Dec 2003|04:40pm] |
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enigma [x] gravity of love |
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I confess that months of heartbreak, which all but killed me, only made me stronger in the long run. And now, not only am I moving on with my life, but I am not falling in love. I don't fall. I slide myself in so that maybe I can climb out if the water gets too hot for me.
It's only from bad experience that I've learned to survive. Isn't that sad?
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