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Sent to a friend I'm 14.I spend the majority of my time questioning, everything.
I used to just enjoy stuff.
Now I can't sit and draw for 8 minutes without thinking and re-thinking things.
Honestly I think it all started when I fell in love.
I started spending time with her and fell, hard.
Things have never been simple between us.
Somehow, one way or another, it gets fucked up.
I hate it.
I know I should move on.
And there's not even that bullshit, you know, something in my heart tells me to keep trying.
Everything tells me no.
I just can't.
For instance right now somehow I pissed her off, and I was ready to say
"Fuck you."
And just forget about her, but nope, instead I said
"I miss you we should hang out soon."
Fuck.
This can't be happening.
Can it?
I can't really be letting myself do this. There are far better ways of spending my time and I know it.
So why can't I just go.
Also I think onions feel funny in my mouth.
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