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Sunday, February 20, 2011

I should stop feeling like this.
On the surface I'm unable to pinpoint my emotions, but deep inside I know my feelings to be a quiet anger, despair, and some sort of betrayal. It's all very alarming, this cocktail of angst, veiled by a fog of confusion. It's like hearing through blocked ears, everything sounding muffled and far away, you are replying so clearly you are in the conversation but there is this other set of feelings and thoughts that you experience that you cannot share with anyone else. No one shares the same discomfort, nor realize that internally you are struggling with yourself.

I wish you would speak to me again. I wish you wouldn't shun me because this is how I learn to cope, because right now I feel utterly alone.

she's not here @

1:12 PM