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thoughtlesswriting:

Two sides to one whole.

Still one person.

I guess I don’t know you as well as I thought.

Thinking.

It’s useless.

It wasn’t meant to be.

Never going to happen.

It’s ok.

I didn’t expect much.

Listless.

Bored.

Pretty people.

Ugly face.

That’s me.

Love or lust.

Probably lust.

Lonely.

That I am.

Dark.

It is in here.

Life.

Is one jumbled mess.

To breathe is to live.

To love is to die.

Truth it may not be.

But it is to me.

That is all.

The end.

I had a dream

so i had a dream last night that YOU hugged me, like you always do but this time you lifted my chin up and kissed me ever so slowly, why cant dreams be real!?

What am i going to do without you?

i tried to deny it but im not a good liar. i miss you. you were my best friend. not my “best guy friend” or “close friend” but BEST friend. we were so close. to close. i felt cloustraphobic, but it felt good. peope say that you dont become friends with your ex but what if you shared so many memories and so many smiles and laughs and opinons that being apart caused pain? i need you. i was stupid. it was my fault. what am i supposed to do? without you? it kills me when i see you coping absolutely fine without me. i convince myself you didnt see me the way i saw you - convince myself that i just dont exist to you, but then i see you look at me and i meet your searching eyes. what do you look for when you look at me? what do you see? do you see a girl totally lost without you? do you see an old friend that you miss? or do you see nothing at all? you were my sun, my light, you made it worth it. we always had fun, we were always smiling, we made eacother laugh. or was it just me?