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Everything feels so empty without you. There is a piece of me missing and it seems that the harder I try, I can't make this feeling go away. I just feel as though I'm not whole, incomplete, and that my heart breaks every second I'm not around you.
Three hours into my twenty-second year and I feel almost heartbroken. And it grows and grows. I just want to leave, to run away from this shithole and these people and be with that other part of me that ... ah, I can't even describe.
Trying to describe my feelings is like taking a bite out of an apple and trying to describe how it tastes. Or trying to describe the intense stomach cramps sometime afterwards (I'm allergic to apples).
In short, I love you Michelle, my bell. And I miss you.
Three hours into my twenty-second year and I feel almost heartbroken. And it grows and grows. I just want to leave, to run away from this shithole and these people and be with that other part of me that ... ah, I can't even describe.
Trying to describe my feelings is like taking a bite out of an apple and trying to describe how it tastes. Or trying to describe the intense stomach cramps sometime afterwards (I'm allergic to apples).
In short, I love you Michelle, my bell. And I miss you.