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My heart is still bleeding for Nick.
I hope that one day I can again send and receive such deep, passionate love like I once did before. It feels like everything since Nick's passing has been a joke. However, even when he was alive I remember wondering if I could ever love again so deeply.
Why is it that the ones I'd like to be in a relationship with don't want it back? I've been craving intimacy and romantic devotion beyond sex lately and I've just been pacifying the whole situation with hedonist, temporary pleasures.
I do enjoy the freedom of college but I've come to realize that there will always be dozens of guys trying to fuck. Hundreds of people trying to party. I don't know why I chose to narrow my opportunity to these groups before, because now I see that they're everywhere.
I hope that one day I can again send and receive such deep, passionate love like I once did before. It feels like everything since Nick's passing has been a joke. However, even when he was alive I remember wondering if I could ever love again so deeply.
Why is it that the ones I'd like to be in a relationship with don't want it back? I've been craving intimacy and romantic devotion beyond sex lately and I've just been pacifying the whole situation with hedonist, temporary pleasures.
I do enjoy the freedom of college but I've come to realize that there will always be dozens of guys trying to fuck. Hundreds of people trying to party. I don't know why I chose to narrow my opportunity to these groups before, because now I see that they're everywhere.