I Can't Shake This Stupid Crush on Her. It's Hurting My Heart So Bad.

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“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like...
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cowpuncher:
Ah it's a metaphor really. I think he's saying that she is like food to him, he needs her to exist or survive.
weedfarmer:
He saying to survive, or he,s a cowboy zombie.

Temptation

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I can't drink. I gave myself liver disease from drinking and drugs so I had to quit. I can't self medicate anymore. When the loneliness and heartache start to gnaw at me it's tough. My bar is still sitting here, all stocked up from when I could drink. Sometimes I want to pull a Leaving Las Vegas and just give in. I know I'll never
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cowpuncher:
Same. Drinking was how I dealt with stress and anxiety. It's hard without something to buffer that now. Here if you ever want to talk.
gschmelzer:
hey @cowpuncher - it seems we have a lot in common. Like you said in the above comment, here if you want to talk.

My heart fucking hurts.

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Shattered into a million tiny pieces. Fuck there’s not much left now but shards and scars. It’s never hurt this badly before.


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ksew:
I am really sorry for your sad story and your pain. I see how much you loved her. Keep strong though I know how hard it is.
cowpuncher:
@ksew I still love her and always will. She is the end all be all for me. The prettiest thing I've ever been blessed to have pay any attention to me. I wish she loved me back. My heart is dead.
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