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don't you hate it when you have so much to say, but don't know how to say it? or not even really sure how you would or who you'd say it too. or why you're even saying it in the first place. or if you really want to say anything at all. and then you realize all of this and there's a huge empty....nothing.
i miss duane. it's so weird. he's been gone for a year almost...and then yesterday it just decided to slap me in my face. the most wonderful man to have ever lived is gone. and i feel like some how if i could have conveyed to him what i'm feeling he would have completely understood. or maybe i'm just crazy and thinking of him as a god because he IS gone. maybe i'm just missing something in my life and decided to focus on him because he was my last big loss.
i hate not wanting to face the world or anyone in it
i'm afraid of how introspective i've been lately. i'm afraid to figure myself out, because i'm pretty sure i'll end up not liking me in the end.
i miss duane. it's so weird. he's been gone for a year almost...and then yesterday it just decided to slap me in my face. the most wonderful man to have ever lived is gone. and i feel like some how if i could have conveyed to him what i'm feeling he would have completely understood. or maybe i'm just crazy and thinking of him as a god because he IS gone. maybe i'm just missing something in my life and decided to focus on him because he was my last big loss.
i hate not wanting to face the world or anyone in it
i'm afraid of how introspective i've been lately. i'm afraid to figure myself out, because i'm pretty sure i'll end up not liking me in the end.