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Sober times needed.
I feel insignificant to you. Just take care of me.
We're so amazing together. c: Everything is okay.
I feel completely lost. A rush of feelings, but I only feel numbness. All the thoughts, and memories jittering away from me. God I hope I make it through this.
"Would you rather I leave you alone?"
Reaaaaallly tho. Seriously? Aren't we some chivalrous mothafuckahs. Ugh I swear my boyfriend is the only guy who treats me the way I deserve. Usually this would anger me... But I'm not even offended by the word bitch. Never was, just only allow certain people to call me by the word. If I don't like you, ha watch your back. If I do? Shit you're a cunt too. Don't know you? Wow omg so hurt how ever will I move on. halp
Also if anyone doesn't like the fact that we, me and my boyfriend are happy. They can suck my nonexistent dick. Stop trying lol, it will never work. Just pathetic to watch. Tsk peasants.
Oh you, you cease to amaze me to this day. That post though? Like omg you're so getting some tomorrow. You're too good for me, this man- this fucking man of perfection. I can't understand us at times, how different we are but how fantastic we are together. We have our fights, arguments, just like any other couple- we hide things to bare the other from pain; but the difference is we hate it. We despise the feeling if it isn't love. If it isn't kissing you, holding you, butterflies in my stomach, loving on you, smiling at your words or laughing with you. I hate it. I really do. We make up and settle things, say I love you over and over until we pass out. That's how I know... you're the guy for me. I'll keep your heart safe Osiris. You're the key to my happiness, see you in my dreams.
I love you.
I want to watch horror movies and fuck.
Get tacobell then get fucked up.
I want to wake up in your arms...
Baby I just wanna be with you.
When I'm sick nigga I'm sick. I feel like a walking cancer coughing up cancer. Probably because I'm getting cancer, cancer man. Time to roll another cancer stick, since we're out of 'real' cigarettes.
I took over 8 doses of medicine in a 12 hour period. I wish we had some Vicodin. Blah my pill poppin' sister is turning me. She hopefully will be home soon. I miss her, and Brooke- she's going to kill me when she finds this out.
Also during a 24 hour period I have to be genuinely nice. Yuck just like the old days. 23 more hours yup. Someone save me from this madness.
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