February 2012
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I hate being on my own.
I might just curl up in bed and let myself disappear. At least then, I can get away from it all. Anything to get away from it. Anything.
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January 2012
21 posts
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What's the point in trying anymore?
No matter how hard I try to ignore them, they tell me to avoid it all, to go without for the better. I know it’s not, but it’s gotten to the point where ‘better’ could mean anything. What I don’t want it to mean. What many people see as deadly. Well, I’ve given up trying to fight it. It’s not the only thing I’ve given up on. Take me while you...
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When you spend ages getting to your boyfriend's...
…It makes you feel pretty unloved.
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December 2011
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