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...I never wanted to move when it happened. I wouldn't let myself think it was real. I would think, "Hey, you'll be back. You'll have a smile on your face, hug me, and tell me that you're fine. You'll make time stop, and we'll always find comfort in this world of ours...together." She never returned though. That's when I started to lose myself. I became overly paranoid. I lost my self-freedom. I lost the sense to truely feel bliss. I lost a part of my soul. ...In a way, I feel like my soul is half here ...I feel like that sedated feeling of a loving friend is half healed... It still hurts to lie...
SpazzXitXup: I know though... It'll never be truely healed... BECAUSE she's dead. My mind won't register that fact.
I feel like it's happening all over again...
I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING CRY OVER THAT ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!
...I wish she never exsisted... For my sake, her sake... even yours... Sorry. I think I am going to puke.
I want to fucking D.I.E
I miss Carlie
SpazzXitXup: I know though... It'll never be truely healed... BECAUSE she's dead. My mind won't register that fact.
I feel like it's happening all over again...
I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING CRY OVER THAT ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!
...I wish she never exsisted... For my sake, her sake... even yours... Sorry. I think I am going to puke.
I want to fucking D.I.E
I miss Carlie