abject loneliness.
yeah, shut up tine.

i overslept for tuition.
now it's way too late to go.
i'm damn screwed.
& my paper's tmr.
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tine is dead.

i hate how you can feel lonely even in a big group.
i hate how i miss you more than words can describe.
i hate how we've drifted so far along.

but then again, it's my own fault.

i think i'm making a very big mistake right now.
but no matter, i can't possibly correct it now.
not without hurting people's feelings.
& really, i'm trying not to.

there seems to be this little voice in my head,
& it's repeating stuff that you might say.
everytime i wanna make a decision or whatever,
i seem to hear your comments in my head.
will i be crazy if i say that much as i hate it,
i don't want the voice to go away?
'cause it's the only way i can hear you.

god, tine should just stop acting like she broke up with someone.

hurt is cold, and it freezes to the bone.

ah wells,
10:20 AM
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