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It's enough; yet I can't stomach this emptiness.
Monday, September 7, 2009
I remember all the times I told you that I wish I couldn't feel anything at all, because that would be infinitely easier than what I was feeling at the time. I remember all the times I thought I wanted to be just like the tin man - to not have a heart to feel with.

I'd take them back, if I could.

Because anything is better than being so close to tears and never crying. Anything is better than always being upset, but never getting to the point where I burst.

And anything is better than never getting better.




I've been here before, a few times, and I'm quite aware we're dying.


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