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Whine. Whine. No wine. [Apr. 10th, 2008|01:30 am]
I keep the link on my page, but I don't really think anyone comes here. At least, I hope not. This is nothing important. My heartache. In print. I can't stop crying. It takes everything I've got. And, oh my God. I'm running out of whatever that is. The awful thing. What keeps me in shambles. What crumbles me to my knees. Is that I know I will love you for an extremely long time. But. I will never be able to actually love you. Even if I was given the chance. I just could not. How could I? You would never love me enough to forgive me. And I just don't have it in me to stand by someone that thinks I'm a whore. My tears blur the screen. My mind tells my heart to be calm. My heart tells my mind to be strong. Both agree. I'm in desperate need of moving on. The expiration date can't be here soon enough. I know I said I wouldn't. I lied.