March 2012
Pretty crappy night.
Goodnight. Y’all are the best. Xoxo
Half the time I never know what to say to you.
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You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.
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I’m trying to find myself, but how do you look for something when you don’t know what you’re looking for.
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February 2012
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Maybe that was why she couldn’t cry, she realized, staring dry-eyed at the ceiling. Because what was the point in crying when there was no one there to comfort you? And what was worse, when you couldn’t even comfort yourself?
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