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What the fuck. I was actually happy. I mean, read my last entry..I was bubbling with joy. I just want to hit something, I'm pissed. I had a dream last night, and guess who was in it. Yup, you guessed right...ASSHOLE. He looked into my eyes and said another fake "I love you" and another fake I miss you. We were hanging out, but we weren't together. Slut was in it, and she got really pissed and jealous that we were hanging out, so Sean left me for her, again.
I'm so sick of this feeling, it's like, I'd do anything just to not feel it. Well, not anything. That sounds like I'm gonna kill myself. I'd do anything but kill myself and hurt myself to not feel it. I just hate it so much. I want so badly to get over him, and I've seriously tried so damn hard. There's like something that doesn't want me to get over him, and I hate it. I believe everything happens for a reason, and all this not being able to get over him has to do with it. But maybe not..maybe I'm wishfully thinking. I don't know. All I know is I'm so sick of this. =/ BLAH!
I'm so sick of this feeling, it's like, I'd do anything just to not feel it. Well, not anything. That sounds like I'm gonna kill myself. I'd do anything but kill myself and hurt myself to not feel it. I just hate it so much. I want so badly to get over him, and I've seriously tried so damn hard. There's like something that doesn't want me to get over him, and I hate it. I believe everything happens for a reason, and all this not being able to get over him has to do with it. But maybe not..maybe I'm wishfully thinking. I don't know. All I know is I'm so sick of this. =/ BLAH!