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I'm watching El Crimen Del Padre Amaro... creepy (although incredibly interesting and compelling) movie. Either way, I'm watching 10 Things I Hate About You afterwards to see if it'll cheer me up. It won't, but I can always hope.
On another note, I fucking quit. I'm sick of the feeling I get in the pit of my stomach every fucking time. Problem is, I want to say no more, but I can't. Whenever I open my mouth, nothing comes out; for all my bravado with other people, for all my assertiveness, I can't speak around him. Not the truth, not the half truth, nothing. The really pathetic things is that even though I say I quit, I only dig myself in deeper.
Katie
Stara ljubezen ne zarjavi.
On another note, I fucking quit. I'm sick of the feeling I get in the pit of my stomach every fucking time. Problem is, I want to say no more, but I can't. Whenever I open my mouth, nothing comes out; for all my bravado with other people, for all my assertiveness, I can't speak around him. Not the truth, not the half truth, nothing. The really pathetic things is that even though I say I quit, I only dig myself in deeper.
Katie
Stara ljubezen ne zarjavi.