In the sea of invisible feelings, these are the ones that make it to the surface.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
I hate myself for wanting this.
I just want to throw my arms around him
and hope that it'll make everything better again. I miss him. I miss him so much that it hurts.
But I hate myself for wanting that. I hate myself for feeling like this.
I hate this.
everything's so blurry
I used to have a heart
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