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I wish I had a time machine. I would go back to the night of February 5th, 2005. I would have let that night drag out forever. I wouldn't have ever left it, for anything.
There's this huge lump in my throat right now. It's because I know the truth, even though I don't want to think about it. I know what has to be done and what will be done, but it doesn't make it fair. It doesn't make it right. It just seems like I can't win in these kind of situations because I have been here before.
Last night, while I was sobbing my eyes out, he told me that we had to be realistic. Of course, we were both quite drunk and that probably made it worse, but all I wanted to do was fall asleep in his arms forever. But it only lasted about 8 hours.
I'm so sick of wanting things I can't have. Of needing things that are out of my reach.
There's this huge lump in my throat right now. It's because I know the truth, even though I don't want to think about it. I know what has to be done and what will be done, but it doesn't make it fair. It doesn't make it right. It just seems like I can't win in these kind of situations because I have been here before.
Last night, while I was sobbing my eyes out, he told me that we had to be realistic. Of course, we were both quite drunk and that probably made it worse, but all I wanted to do was fall asleep in his arms forever. But it only lasted about 8 hours.
I'm so sick of wanting things I can't have. Of needing things that are out of my reach.