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Joce-lyn
All I yearn, is for the love of someone, coupled with the love from my sibling and parents. And to me, true love is when one sees an imperfect person perfectly. Which is what I see in you. The degree of the love that I have for you, I will learn from my past mistakes and make myself better for you. Just you. Then again, maybe I'm never the one. I'm not perfect, nor am I good in any sense.
Actions never coincide with words, and thoughts never coincide with either. That is, if you ever get past the first sentence.
who the hell am i kidding?? im not sure either. am i lying to myself, that i know what i am reading? am i living in reality for that matter? i feel like im in another world, thats far away from here. i will myself to concentrate once more, but im finished. i know it. im aware of it. im totally gone.
i burned myself out, trying not to think of you, trying to understand whatever the shit is happening in the paper itself. im totally feeling like shit now. what am i supposed to think now? i just am not aware already. the human will is a finite source, and i have pushed it into overdrive already. im breaking apart, totally. tears isnt gonna help. neither will complaining. all i can do, is to tolerate the pain and keep working. can i do it? i dont know. i feel something breaking apart within me. soon, it'll snap. the feeling is there, its unmistakable.
o well, if it snaps, i know its the end already. the war is over. peace will arrive in just as much time i take to breathe in the last breath. i just hope no one will follow in my footsteps.
and whatever your answer, my world will crash on its own. im sure of it. the EQ is there, but i have lost the IQ.
i burned myself out, trying not to think of you, trying to understand whatever the shit is happening in the paper itself. im totally feeling like shit now. what am i supposed to think now? i just am not aware already. the human will is a finite source, and i have pushed it into overdrive already. im breaking apart, totally. tears isnt gonna help. neither will complaining. all i can do, is to tolerate the pain and keep working. can i do it? i dont know. i feel something breaking apart within me. soon, it'll snap. the feeling is there, its unmistakable.
o well, if it snaps, i know its the end already. the war is over. peace will arrive in just as much time i take to breathe in the last breath. i just hope no one will follow in my footsteps.
and whatever your answer, my world will crash on its own. im sure of it. the EQ is there, but i have lost the IQ.
I messed this area @
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