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Into Dreams she does creep, and i pray to her my heart to keep. Irony is to her unseen, or maybe left inbetween.
Regardless im loseing sleep, and theres no where left for us to meet.
Well i suppose ill post here what choice do i have anyways?
i cant describe... how i feel. at a loss thats to be expected... i feel tanya. and i dont think she feels me. my gut feelings all point towards bad.
what sucks is i talked to her most. and i love her deeply... i havent felt towards someone like this since steph.
but... things end. and they are only to be expect while being so far... a ferry ride is fucking shit...
iv been thinking alot... as allways... about the same subjet of relationships and people.
friends too.
i have a lack of friends... not many people to talk to or confide in. or to open up to. most of what i think or feel dosent even leave me anymore. but thats not what i want... i dont want to spitefully push people away who care because they arent helping in the way i want.
its not thats i disslike those people... its just that... i imagine myself and how how upset i am. and then i imagine this friend. who i see now and then, not offten, or anything. and how they are trying to make me feel better and they have no idea.
i cant put into words how i feel... and i dont think id want to if i could... why i feel putrid hate towards people who want to help is disturbing
anyways i gota go
Regardless im loseing sleep, and theres no where left for us to meet.
Well i suppose ill post here what choice do i have anyways?
i cant describe... how i feel. at a loss thats to be expected... i feel tanya. and i dont think she feels me. my gut feelings all point towards bad.
what sucks is i talked to her most. and i love her deeply... i havent felt towards someone like this since steph.
but... things end. and they are only to be expect while being so far... a ferry ride is fucking shit...
iv been thinking alot... as allways... about the same subjet of relationships and people.
friends too.
i have a lack of friends... not many people to talk to or confide in. or to open up to. most of what i think or feel dosent even leave me anymore. but thats not what i want... i dont want to spitefully push people away who care because they arent helping in the way i want.
its not thats i disslike those people... its just that... i imagine myself and how how upset i am. and then i imagine this friend. who i see now and then, not offten, or anything. and how they are trying to make me feel better and they have no idea.
i cant put into words how i feel... and i dont think id want to if i could... why i feel putrid hate towards people who want to help is disturbing
anyways i gota go