Well, it's been over a week actually. An eventful week though. CENSORED . I break my head open, literally, I had to get stitches!
CENSORED That it won't change anything for me. That it is now time to move on. CENSORED
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It's not easy reading it, but if I don't I'm afraid to think it was all a dream and that I imagined it all.
If I was confused before, I think I'm even worse now. CENSORED
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CENSORED I force myself to read that notepad doc often to make sure I remember. That's what I called the document, Remember. It's complicated.
And so a week has passed. Yet I am still sad. CENSORED Being rejected has not changed any of that. It's complicated.
Wouldn't it be good if there was a switch that you can just use so as not to hurt any more?
Wouldn't it be good if we could choose the ones we love, rather than wait for it to happen?
CENSORED can one not grow to love someone? CENSORED
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Why write this blog
- P
- It is a way of giving my other self, my unconscious and perhaps artistic self, a way of expressing itself, and thereby helping me working things out. It is somewhat cathartic in a positive way. :)
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