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Today I am 19 and seven days. I decided to start using my tumblr again. Maybe this time I can actually keep up with it. This weekend was a disaster. An utter disaster. My heart really can’t handle any more of this. I don’t know what I’m supposed to be learning from this constant heart break. I want him. So badly. But I can’t have him…He doesn’t want me. It just won’t happen. And its been made so, so clear to me. I want to find a way to pick myself up, get out of bed. Maybe I should paint. Thats not really conducive to my school work…But it sounds rather amazing. So I think I should.

Today I am 19 and seven days. I decided to start using my tumblr again. Maybe this time I can actually keep up with it. This weekend was a disaster. An utter disaster. My heart really can’t handle any more of this. I don’t know what I’m supposed to be learning from this constant heart break. I want him. So badly. But I can’t have him…He doesn’t want me. It just won’t happen. And its been made so, so clear to me. I want to find a way to pick myself up, get out of bed. Maybe I should paint. Thats not really conducive to my school work…But it sounds rather amazing. So I think I should.

04/26/2009 12:25
 
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