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Category: Romance and Relationships
It's the end for me in the bay. Fitting, as alot has gone down in my time there.
It never ceases to amaze me the pain I allow other people to inflict on me. I should just make that my next tattoo idea - "Hi, I'm a doormat".
I guess I'm just tired. Tired of being used, of being the one who cares for everyone else and never receives that in return. Truth is ever elusive, especially in others.
I'm sitting in the back seat of Alex and Lidia's car right now, driving back from our week in So Cal. All I can feel is a tightening in my chest. In spite of all the good times, it ultimately leads to the point where I'm at now and need to escape - no direction, and no one left to care.
At the end of the day, my knees may be dusty from falling upon them so much, but at least I still have the strength to pick myself up again. Fuck all the rest. My worst tormentor is always myself.
l'amour m'a déchiré de nouveau.
Torn again.
6:18 AM
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