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It was crystal Clear; Like the Boston bay out my window. Blue, serene and never ending. You made your mind up about me Stereotypes and preconceived notions. Funny how I judged you so positively. Who knew you’d switch once you heard the … Continue reading
With the onset of a new year, a new start, even if unwanted, him and I fell apart. He played my childish games of boyfriends past. I let him. He soared through my infatuation with ease and ego. I watched … Continue reading
I’ve tried to take my time because if these things are real it doesn’t matter if it happens today, next week or in a month. I didn’t think this way before, I thought the moment is all that counts, and … Continue reading
“You’re stuck in my head?” Shouldn’t I be? Why do you have to make it sound like it’s a bad thing. I know it’s my fault, but I wish you hadn’t become this person I thought I knew. I told … Continue reading
Hey you, I’ve been meaning to message ya for some time now but I didn’t want it to be an over-dramatic thing, maybe it will sound like it regardless. I’m kind of self-healing and writing wrongs, and trying to learn … Continue reading
I don’t know if this works like instant messaging, but please reply now.. please read what I write and send me thoughts to distract my brash, overlapping, vehement disrepair. I really can’t sleep. I have all my fears and failures … Continue reading