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understanding you might make things easier.
as horrible as that time might have been and although ive said i never want it back, now might be a good time you receive a few aspects of it. But my obsession with trying to be pretty keeps me from those "luxuries" i crave. Is being momentarily emotionally content better than being able to look in the mirror and be content? i think not. beauty here i come, with my good friend called sadness. damn.
im sorry i cant say how i feel... it would probably make things worse anyways.
im not quite sure how i feel about you. ive said that time and time again and well i think thats pathetic.
you make me feel guilty about everything. i even feel guilty about feeling that way.
im sorry. very sorry.
i wish i knew if it were true. if i did, well i know what to do with myself.
i cant stop thinking youre using me. that kills me. theres no way ill ask you though.
you are insane. like you should be commited. now. no questions asked. none. fucking go commit yourself. NOW.
im telling the truth.
no christina.
that comment slightly upset me. ok actually im angered.
i dont find that to be the sexiest thing so far. no i recall it being when you whispered something in my ear, provided i heard you correctly. that was defintely it in my book, except for the giggle. didnt like that so much.
please just take the initiative. im such a pansy.
i cant to wake up and be pretty. mmm pretty. yum.
i had thought about aplogizing for alot of things. but no. im just gonna say im sorry for everything. and by everything...i mean everything. everything.
i dont want to dissapoint you. if i start to tell me. believe it or noti d change. weak.
as horrible as that time might have been and although ive said i never want it back, now might be a good time you receive a few aspects of it. But my obsession with trying to be pretty keeps me from those "luxuries" i crave. Is being momentarily emotionally content better than being able to look in the mirror and be content? i think not. beauty here i come, with my good friend called sadness. damn.
im sorry i cant say how i feel... it would probably make things worse anyways.
im not quite sure how i feel about you. ive said that time and time again and well i think thats pathetic.
you make me feel guilty about everything. i even feel guilty about feeling that way.
im sorry. very sorry.
i wish i knew if it were true. if i did, well i know what to do with myself.
i cant stop thinking youre using me. that kills me. theres no way ill ask you though.
you are insane. like you should be commited. now. no questions asked. none. fucking go commit yourself. NOW.
im telling the truth.
no christina.
that comment slightly upset me. ok actually im angered.
i dont find that to be the sexiest thing so far. no i recall it being when you whispered something in my ear, provided i heard you correctly. that was defintely it in my book, except for the giggle. didnt like that so much.
please just take the initiative. im such a pansy.
i cant to wake up and be pretty. mmm pretty. yum.
i had thought about aplogizing for alot of things. but no. im just gonna say im sorry for everything. and by everything...i mean everything. everything.
i dont want to dissapoint you. if i start to tell me. believe it or noti d change. weak.