Day 3
My mind seems to be in one place and my heart in another...
I was hoping that this morning would be at least a little bit normal... But when I woke up, I puked, again. My heart started aching and I had to just pace my home to think things out...
No matter what I tell myself, I still love her so much.
I know that being her best friend gives me no peace... Because I'll always be with her... And that'll hurt more... But I suppose even that pain will pass eventually and then I'll just have a really great friend in the end... Which is surely a good thing right?
Well... That's what I keep telling myself and, more importantly, my heart... My mind may believe, but my heart still aches, because it knows what I truly want deep inside...
I want a chance... Which I will never get...
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Myself
Jacob-
December 1st
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In reality
A Scorpio
Aspiring Author
A true INFP
Poet
Counsellor
Dreamer
Philosopher
Tale Teller
December 1st
91/20
In reality
A Scorpio
Aspiring Author
A true INFP
Poet
Counsellor
Dreamer
Philosopher
Tale Teller
~~Loves~~
My Family
My Girl
My Mates
My books
Writing
Poetry
Meditation
Swimming
Archery
Stars
Rain
Myself
My Girl
My Mates
My books
Writing
Poetry
Meditation
Swimming
Archery
Stars
Rain
Myself
~~Values~~
Life
Love
Color
Earth
Sound
Power
Simplicity
Knowledge
Imagination
Forgiveness
The Universe
Understanding
People
Love
Color
Earth
Sound
Power
Simplicity
Knowledge
Imagination
Forgiveness
The Universe
Understanding
People
~~Hates~~
Constraint
Ignorance
Disrespect
Bright Lights
Crowds
Misconceptions
Despair
Poverty
Inferiority
Pity
Ignorance
Disrespect
Bright Lights
Crowds
Misconceptions
Despair
Poverty
Inferiority
Pity
~~Wants~
Many things.
Eventually, contentment.
Eventually, contentment.
My...
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Stories?
Series?
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Pictures?
Unfortunately, it'll never come on the net until it's out on bound pieces of paper.
Stories?
Series?
Books?
Pictures?
Unfortunately, it'll never come on the net until it's out on bound pieces of paper.