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I am an Angsty Poet
Anesthetize84
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It makes you have butterflies in your stomach, it makes you smile for no reason, it makes the sun shine even on the most grey of days, it casues tears, tears of joy and tears of pain. Why do people hurt the ones they love? I loved a boy so much I would have died for him but yet I broke his heart. I never stopped loving him, but now its hard to get back to where we were. I thought love was supposed to get us through everything, I thought "All you need is love." Isnt that what our mothers teach us?? Why do I have to now be so cynical about life? I want to love again but I feel like there's no point anymore. If I could hurt him then whats going to stop someone from hurting me. I would have spent the rest of my life with this boy. I could have had everything i always wanted with him. Now he turns the knife inside my heart. He's trying to love someone new. I can't even imagine loving someone else. He says he still loves me but where is the love when he's planning on sharing his bed with her. I don't know what to do anymore. I try to look at things in a different way, I try to distract myself but nothing seems to be working. I guess I have to keep on. A friend once said "All you need is NOT love, All you need are the blues," and I'm starting to think he's right.
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I feel happy, perky. Like a 14 year old cheerleader filled on quarterback's cock.
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