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I feel stupid for ever liking him again. I mean, I know it would never work out between us, him being so far away and what not, but deep down inside of me, a little gleam of hope burned. That gleam has since been extinguished, and I have been brought back down into this reality that leaves me here alone and depressed for no good reason other than I'm a selfish prick for ever wanting it to work. Well, not so much the prick part.
I keep putting myself out there, and keep getting hurt like I feared would happen if I ever exposes myself. Well, here I am, exposed to everyone, bleeding out my lungs and it sucks! Yet, Im tired of living in the comfort of my safety net. Its just hurt. Hurt goes away. Hurt can be cured with time. But I dont have time to nurse my hurt and simply ignoring it surly will make me a stronger person, right? Im becoming even more bitter and jaded. It sink or swim time, and my treading arms are growing tiresome.
I keep putting myself out there, and keep getting hurt like I feared would happen if I ever exposes myself. Well, here I am, exposed to everyone, bleeding out my lungs and it sucks! Yet, Im tired of living in the comfort of my safety net. Its just hurt. Hurt goes away. Hurt can be cured with time. But I dont have time to nurse my hurt and simply ignoring it surly will make me a stronger person, right? Im becoming even more bitter and jaded. It sink or swim time, and my treading arms are growing tiresome.