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And you know what? The sad part is, is that I sometimes wish I could make him feel as invisible as he makes me feel.
The healthy person would probably have given up on him by now, seeing that he's near engagement - but I'm still sour about it. He shouldn't be engaged to 'her', she'll never love him like I would have...
I'm too sarcastic for my own good. I use sarcasm as a cover-up, and it often makes people stray far away from me.
I've got a huge trust issue, but yet I'm a walking contradiction and yearn for everyone else's trust - even if they can't have mine.
I feel emotions too vividly, thus letting them get the best of me, and causing my day to go downhill just because of something simple; much like a badhair day.
Music allows me to release the emotions I keep bottled up during the day. And I'm jealous of people who can play the guitar and piano better than I.
Oh, and I like your journal. Hope you don't mind I'm just a wandering stranger answering you question.
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