February 2012
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I'm quietly debating in my mind if I've become a...
I’ve definitely changed dramatically. I’ve noticed, and I’ve tried to go back to what I was but I will never fully be restored. Some can argue that the changes are benifical and a part of maturing but I despise it. It’s frightening what so little time can do to me.
Before :
I was fucking hilarious, I swear. I could make a joke out of anything. I was constantly...
fucking hate sleeping alone.
I've decided to surrender.
I realize that I’ve only been adding to the hurt by trying to keep up playing these “games.” I’m simply, exhausted. I’m done with “hooking up” with other people in hopes you’ll be angry or show that you actually care that I might leave. I’m tired of threatening to leave you. I’m tired of trying so hard to act like I don’t mind any...
