Aug 31, 2005 22:02
"To think.. that in my life I have been kissed by an *angel*. Certainly not many men are as fortunate as I." (From Phantom of the Opera, starring Charles Dance)
As painful as it is to watch him go, I keep that knowledge with me.
And secretly I know that by disliking her, I am making myself a worse person than she is. Jorie says that my wishing for him to be happy with her is really me cursing him, because Jorie thinks that she will make him as miserable as she made all of her previous boyfriends. But I don't know who to listen to anymore, my own subconcious that has known her for about a year, or Jorie whom has known her for 4 years.
Personality wise, I really am very ugly. I can't help that I was born with a black soul that critiques and hates and yells and acts selfishly.