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I have never found so much peace in confusion and tension as I do now.
I have needed to do something about this for some time now.
There is so much to do.
So much I have yet to accomplish.
I hope she understands.
I hope this works itself out.
(laughing) Too many possibilities.
Staying positive hasn't been hard.
So many distractions.
So so so many distractions.
The need to find a job is overwhelming me.
The need to run from love is killing me.
Or is it?
I almost feel a sense of relief when I say "I'll be single soon."
Strange considering how far it's gone.
How much she means...
time heals such wounds.
Standing outside, I pray for rain.
As if this rain can wash me clean.
She is so beautiful but what goes through her mind.
I can't think about that.
I want to, but I shouldn't.
I have to let go.
She has to let go.
I need to move on.
I need to get things together.
I'm happy.
I have my life organized in this disfunction.