August 2010
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I can't believe
You have a fucking girlfriend.
untitled.
’ I’ve had my heart broken so many times, it’s just habit to temporarily mend it. It’s ridiculous how sometimes, when something small affects me, those sutures feel like they’re slowly being teared out. I’ve been thinking so much, I’m driving myself insane.
The more I talk about Europe,
The more I want to go back.
MAYBE, IT'S JUST THE DRUGS.
You get what you give, and you take what you get. ’ I’ve been over-thinking just about everything. I’ve begun to freak myself out, sometimes. I won’t stop thinking about growing up, letting go, and moving on. Good-byes have never seemed so real.
’ It seems pretty clear to everybody that I don’t know what I want. My own confusion is driving me utterly insane.
“We’re so trendy, we can’t even escape ourselves.”
–
Kurt Cobain
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"People leave your life so others can walk in,"
I’m just waiting for somebody to walk in.
’ Full of hurt. Who knew? Sometimes, I wonder how full of hurt other people walking along the street are. Why are we so full of hurt? God knows what I’d do to take all of this hurt, and turn it into love .. I would do anything, really.
