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Things are still really hard.
I still miss her and I still feel like shit for fucking up one of the best things I've ever. One of the best chances I may ever get for real love.
She's with someone else. She moved on so quickly after me like it didnt affect her at all and like I was nothing.
I'm not going to worry my close friends by letting them know the kind of thoughts I have. I'm either going to sink or swim.
She hates me. She never wants to talk to me again.
I wish I could wake up and find myself with the life I had a few months ago, just with the lessons learned.
Those lessons came at too high of a cost.
I wish I could just talk to her and explain things and actually believe that it would make a difference.
I still miss her and I still feel like shit for fucking up one of the best things I've ever. One of the best chances I may ever get for real love.
She's with someone else. She moved on so quickly after me like it didnt affect her at all and like I was nothing.
I'm not going to worry my close friends by letting them know the kind of thoughts I have. I'm either going to sink or swim.
She hates me. She never wants to talk to me again.
I wish I could wake up and find myself with the life I had a few months ago, just with the lessons learned.
Those lessons came at too high of a cost.
I wish I could just talk to her and explain things and actually believe that it would make a difference.