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Living-On-The-Run ([info]_last_cigarette) wrote,
@ 2010-12-21 10:28:00


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Current music:Tantric - - > Paranoid

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I don't know how I want too go about writing in this journal. Despite needing an outlet to rant into, other than complaining about my day(s)...

I woke-up early this morning, curled up in his(James) arms feeling warm and safe. But it's just an illusion. Because that's all it'' ever be. Me in the wrapped in the arms of someone in-love with another. Such is my life. Always searching for the one who never loves me back. Such a strong word, but full of so many emotions. This isn't love. I don't claim it too be. I'm just tired of being alone.

She is gone. So who do I have too turn too. The one I do turn too leaves me still wanting more. Am I NOT satisfied? Or is it just NOT what I'm looking for? I can't pretend there aren't feelings involved. Maybe too soon. But how can I have feelings when you don't feel the same. I'm NOT one too be made a fool of, but I'm being foolish. And I'm NOT proud of it. Too soon did I fall?. Too soon I gave into desire. But too late now. I either accept it or try and walk away



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