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OMG I FREAKING LOVE YOU!
Lay off me now please. Please forget about me. Please walk away compeltely. Let all the sad songs disappear, let all the tears dry the fuck up! Stop and desist with the whining in my head and the wanting of my body and the breaking of my soul. You have tortured me long enough have you not? Haven't you all? What is wrong with me? Why do I feel so fucking broken. I am not wood. I am not glass. I BEND! Don't I? Don't I bend this way or that? I thought I did. I was sure. Maybe its all the bending that is giving me trouble. Maybe I bent too much for you all. Maybe im bending too much now. But I cant be ridgid. I will break., I know I will. I will snap into little pieces. but then again arent I doing that anyways with my flexible bendable heart. My soul like a straw. If im going to break anyways why cant I just get it over with and just compeletely break. instead of this stripping piece by piece. Im scared to say I dont want to be here anymore becuase im scared I may never wake up. Do i truly want to not be here or does it just feel that if I am...i dont know. all i know is that if im not special im not anything and if im not anything what is the point in being?
I used to believe I was here to take care of others and make their lives better but...i dont know. i believe people need me...i just dont know it. and i quite dont want to do something drastic to find out. but i do. and its killing me.
why did you let me fall in love with you?
going to go dream about his arms. and no not him if thats what your thinking RLpeeps. Sadly enough im pretty cured of that disease.
/vagueness
Lay off me now please. Please forget about me. Please walk away compeltely. Let all the sad songs disappear, let all the tears dry the fuck up! Stop and desist with the whining in my head and the wanting of my body and the breaking of my soul. You have tortured me long enough have you not? Haven't you all? What is wrong with me? Why do I feel so fucking broken. I am not wood. I am not glass. I BEND! Don't I? Don't I bend this way or that? I thought I did. I was sure. Maybe its all the bending that is giving me trouble. Maybe I bent too much for you all. Maybe im bending too much now. But I cant be ridgid. I will break., I know I will. I will snap into little pieces. but then again arent I doing that anyways with my flexible bendable heart. My soul like a straw. If im going to break anyways why cant I just get it over with and just compeletely break. instead of this stripping piece by piece. Im scared to say I dont want to be here anymore becuase im scared I may never wake up. Do i truly want to not be here or does it just feel that if I am...i dont know. all i know is that if im not special im not anything and if im not anything what is the point in being?
I used to believe I was here to take care of others and make their lives better but...i dont know. i believe people need me...i just dont know it. and i quite dont want to do something drastic to find out. but i do. and its killing me.
why did you let me fall in love with you?
going to go dream about his arms. and no not him if thats what your thinking RLpeeps. Sadly enough im pretty cured of that disease.
/vagueness