Thursday, November 5, 2009

Cry.

Almost everytime we talk online, I end up with tears streaming down my face.

Most of the time, I'll keep crying, long after the conversation is over.

There are so many words exchanged and messages within those words that the emotional side of me takes over.

I don't know if I love him for it or dislike him for it.

That's all.

x
chauie
'It's clear in my head, and I'm screaming for something. Knowing nothing is better than knowing it all' - On My Own, The Used

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