December 2010
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bpdisthenewblack:
I’ve decided to give up. Stop texting anyone, stop calling.
They don’t give a fuck anyway.
Phone off, about to delete Facebook, there’s really no reason to keep either.
I do this every fucking two weeks. People are scum anyway.
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“I start to feel like I can’t maintain the facade any longer, that I may just...”
– Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation
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“Fact: Having a girlfriend does NOT mean you have a life.”
I think I’m done with this whole “let my relationship run my life” thing.
Sick and tired of a lot of little things, and a handful of big things.
Everyone has a breaking point, and I’m pretty sure I’m nearing mine. Patience has never been a virtue of mine, so I’m surprised I came this far, but this is pushing me too far beyond my limits.
“Stop this train, I want to get off and go home again.”
There’s nothing familiar in my life anymore. No room, no town or city, no face, no food, no bed, no shower, no shirt, no nothing. No, nothing is familiar. There is not even a shred of comfort that I can find, except perhaps deep within thoughts and memories. But even those seem to be fading to a pastel grey. Every minute is...