Sometimes it just about glimmers through, but hey, you can read and imagine the same as anyone. Anything I don't say with the words can be imagined if you just let yourself go and lose yourself in the thoughts.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
I'm sick of lying to myself. I smile and laugh, pretending everything's okay, when inside, my heart is empty, throbbing, and aching
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