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| brownsugar (profile) wrote, on 2-6-2005 at 12:48am | |
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| I was sitting on the sofa upright and with a perfectly blank face and then one by one tears start encompassing my face and they won't stop. I don't know what I've turned into. A fucking monster I think but it just further brings back to me my insecurities. I think about all I lost and all I just plain don't have now, and the worse part is that just, in this moment of utter pain I don't have any one to confide in. And you then, just feel so fucking alone. I hate how people can be so shallow and forget all the bad and fucking indescrepencies in a person just because they sexually appeal ot them. and I hate how I miss what I can never have what I had back. What the fuck happend? My no so best friend anymore ignores me. fucking ignores me to the highest level as if I am the scum on the earth. I have this fucking bitch yada yadding in my head. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I cannot handle this anymore. I can't handle how people like this can just take over and just have eveyrthing running around their finger. I just can't take it anymore ..it's the bitter tatse of losing everything you held so dear |
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cvoki | 02-05-05 7:57am Hey Tina,
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