#95.
Third post of this lovely evening. I shall call it 'Confessions'.

• I visit your facebook page whenever I miss you, just to see a photo of you, or what you're up to. And trust me, hell, I miss you more than once a day. Stalker, much?
• Next to you, I feel insecure, I feel insignificant and I feel as if you've outshone me. Maybe that's why I'm so jealous.
• I've already changed so much from what I used to be, and no matter how much I avoid changing more, I know I'll have to eventually accept I'm going to be very different.
• Although it may not look like I don't care about my parents not being together, there will always be times when I wish they still loved each other.
• I take much longer to get over guys than I want. Wish I could just switch emotions off, it'd make life a whole lot less depressing.
• I'm a very large hypocrite and I'm very aware of the fact that people may bitch about me behind my back.
• I've called someone at 7AM to hear their voice even if it was just a 'hello' before hanging up and sighing and then crying myself back to sleep.
• I've ruined relationships with friends because I thought my pride was better than their trust. Regret.
• I don't like how you can have so much, and I find it difficult coping and finding what I have. I hang on.
• I'm no longer making sense, lol.

Yeah okay, that's enough. I'll be back at roughly nine thirty for more.

Labels: I'm pretty sure this is just gibberish.

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