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Thursday, July 23, 2009
...........idiot...u big big idiot..dammit...





There's so much I would say,but so little that would come out







"There comes a point where you miss someone so much that you can hear their voice echo in your head. And you can hear the names that they used to call you, the words they used to tell you. You memorized their laugh, their smile, and their silly ways.you don't want to let go even though you know it's just an illusion.Every time you hear their name, your heart beats 100 times faster and sometimes, you can't even breathe. You knew that looking back on the tears would make you laugh, but you never knew that looking back on the laughs would also make you cry. All you want is to go back in time. But no matter what, you're in denial. You hide your feelings so no one will know. You put on a fake smile and don't let a single tear break through. You're so used to hiding your feelings that you don't even realize the pain you're causing for yourself. Your thoughts become invisible. They're still there, but no one knows. Like a love letter you didn't show. And you're hurting no one but yourself.
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Sorry to the one I stole this from,hope you're not gonna get angry with me,we just have a tendency to feel the same way around the same time often,and I couldn't think of any other better way to express myself than what you already did.Then again,you've always been better at expressing yourself than I.

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