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He told me not to think of him when I don’t have to. That he didn’t want me to worry. But him being in Iraq is fucking my head up. I jump when the phone rings…I keep waiting for the bomb to drop and someone tells me he is dead. I keep thinking of how I would react. What I would do…Its only normal though. Every person I ever care about dies or leaves…so my love is a curse I suppose…
Dewayne is a part of me. No I don’t wanna be with him…sexually. We’ve tried that and even when we were “together” it was really just best friends. We are just twin copies of one another….someone told me they had a dream he died and I was standing by his coffin holding his picture. I hate people who share shit like this…I feel like I’ve been beaten…literally beaten from my head to my feet…
Dewayne is a part of me. No I don’t wanna be with him…sexually. We’ve tried that and even when we were “together” it was really just best friends. We are just twin copies of one another….someone told me they had a dream he died and I was standing by his coffin holding his picture. I hate people who share shit like this…I feel like I’ve been beaten…literally beaten from my head to my feet…