Blue eyes. pale skin. Body of scars. sometimes blond hair. Heart patient. Manic Depressive. Struggling with life one day at a time.. This is my journey, pleasant or not here I am.
May 2, 2009
I don't hate him for having a girlfriend, I hate myself for never having a chance with him. I can't help but think of the many chances to make my move but was too effing worried about messing up our friendship to do anything. Dammit!
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