it's like playing a sick game of charades. why can't we stop pretending?

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he said I was lucky. that I met a nice guy like him. that I could trust him. that I could rely on him. because he was nice. I trusted him. I really did. I trusted him. I still do.

but if you can make me happy, even if it's in a different way, even if it's a scary thought and my first time doing such a thing, I will definitely go with it.

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so after a rather impromptu night out with paul (what a dear kind soul to accompany a lonely person like me. haha!) I headed home around midnight and conked out at the sofa while waiting for my dad to get off the computer. sleeping sitting up and waking up with a neck cramp was not what I had in mind so I wandered into my parents' room, hoping to ( Read more... )