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It’s funny how funny/sad how broken I am/feel now. Over some guy. Some guy I thought I knew. Some guy I thought knew how much he meant to me. Thought I was enough for him.

Freely crying! Oh GOD, thank you Julian for giving me enough reason to. A confused and broken state of mind.

How FUCKING lame I am for seriously loving him.

I knew what it felt like. It was better than drugs, sex, booze…any of that shit. I wrote, once, that I was so lucky to have this wonderful guy. To…to know that somewhere out there…someone wanted to kiss my ache away.

I dare say I would have gone as far as to…give him children. What the fuck! I hate kids! And here I go…and stumble across this guy who makes me so alive I can bear the thought of loosing him.

Well, here it is. The unspeakable reality I somehow KNEW was coming. Really. Happening.
Making me feel so rotten that I wake up in the middle of the night tearing at the flesh on my face, arms, legs…sobbing so loudly that I sound as if the poison as finally reached my heart. Destroying me.

don’t say I don’t know what I’m talking about. I fucking do. I can feel the cramp in my hand as I write this so fucking fiercely. I can FEEL a deep, murky stabbing sensation in my chest. I CAN FEEL my voice break as I scream, “WHY THE FUCK DO I LOVE HIM?! HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN SO FUCKING STUPID?!” for the thousandth time.

I can feel the empty hollowness spreading through me, as I realize no one, not even he, will hear me.

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(EmoemoemoFUCKITYFUCKMEemo)

It’s funny how funny/sad how broken I am/feel now. Over some guy. Some guy I thought I knew. Some guy I thought knew how much he meant to me. Thought I was enough for him.

Freely crying! Oh GOD, thank you Julian for giving me enough reason to. A confused and broken state of mind.

How FUCKING lame I am for seriously loving him.

I knew what it felt like. It was better than drugs, sex, booze…any of that shit. I wrote, once, that I was so lucky to have this wonderful guy. To…to know that somewhere out there…someone wanted to kiss my ache away.

I dare say I would have gone as far as to…give him children. What the fuck! I hate kids! And here I go…and stumble across this guy who makes me so alive I can bear the thought of loosing him.

Well, here it is. The unspeakable reality I somehow KNEW was coming. Really. Happening.
Making me feel so rotten that I wake up in the middle of the night tearing at the flesh on my face, arms, legs…sobbing so loudly that I sound as if the poison as finally reached my heart. Destroying me.

don’t say I don’t know what I’m talking about. I fucking do. I can feel the cramp in my hand as I write this so fucking fiercely. I can FEEL a deep, murky stabbing sensation in my chest. I CAN FEEL my voice break as I scream, “WHY THE FUCK DO I LOVE HIM?! HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN SO FUCKING STUPID?!” for the thousandth time.

I can feel the empty hollowness spreading through me, as I realize no one, not even he, will hear me.