Seems like I fulfilled another prophecy of mine. Alone again, and it's all my fault. As usual. Even if I shave this potato form of mine, will I ever be nothing more than an ugly potato? I'm trying so hard to be something... but for what end? Will it even make a difference, and is that difference just superficial (because it's for him), or selfish ( ( Read more... )

Today sucks. The silence is overwhelmingly loud in my ears. My love and my life,

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