ehhhhhhhh FUCK.
i've been dealing with bouts of insomnia for over a month now.
i never knew my mind had so much to tell me.
right now, i fucking don't want to listen because it's telling me i'm not good enough and that is BULLSHIT.
i've already proved over and over that i'm better than him, better than all of his sluts....
why do girls always fall for the pretty lies?
why do i keep going back when i know he doesn't really love anyone but HIMSELF.
i hate venting on suicidegirls, but it's better than fucking myspace.
another evil.
i've been dealing with bouts of insomnia for over a month now.
i never knew my mind had so much to tell me.
right now, i fucking don't want to listen because it's telling me i'm not good enough and that is BULLSHIT.
i've already proved over and over that i'm better than him, better than all of his sluts....
why do girls always fall for the pretty lies?
why do i keep going back when i know he doesn't really love anyone but HIMSELF.
i hate venting on suicidegirls, but it's better than fucking myspace.
another evil.
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on other nights, already slipping through
my thoughts.
Instead now
like an old woman wringing clothes,
anguish wrings another pain from my heart.
I would cry out, but cannot.
As for torment - suffered once - I suffer on in silence.
For that which I have lost,
only I know.