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aggravated

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I don't know what I feel like right now. It's really hard for me to decipher. I'm not ready for this, I just can't take what I know is going to happen and what's going to come. I just know that I'm going to end up with a broken heart and split emotions. Every time I look at you, everything feels so perfect, but I know it shouldn't be that way. It makes me feel so ugly. How can I be doing this? Have I meant nothing that I've ever said in the past year?

I thought that I was recovering from everything that went on in the past few months. But I realize that all I really need is you.

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heartbroken

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What is a relationship without any feeling? I mean, maybe there is feeling. I've always thought that we had it pretty bad for each other. But there comes a time where it shouldn't matter what other people say or think about you and what you love and what you stand for. And you should be able to take that for someone that you love, knowing that they're right by your side if you get kicked in the face or end up broken hearted with blushing cheeks. Maybe I'm just emotionally stronger than that. Maybe I wear my heart on my sleeve and I don't care who can see it. Maybe I get too close to people when I really shouldn't, because who knows when you might have to change things for the good or the bad. Maybe, just maybe, it's a little more unrequited than I thought it was. I'm sure that it's mutual, but just how mutual is it. What is it going to take for me to rip open his heart and find out what's inside it? And why am I thinking these thoughts, these truly malevolent thoughts? I really shouldn't be, but, I guess I don't have all the strength of mind that I thought I did.

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peachy keen

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Someone explain to me how an English essay on the Volkswagon Beetle is going to do something for my future. Life makes me sick, really sick.