One last candle to keep out the dark

"And all thats left is to accept that its over, my dreams ran like sand through the fists that I made"

So somewhat depressing after-midnight entry.

Walked home with Sascha, yah Im writing his name because if I write S you guys will all think I mean someone else.

Im so fucking tired of not writing things here.

So I say screw it. Those who cant accept it arent for real.

A friends dating a boy I had a thing with once. And its weird. Yes, Im happy for her blah blah but she didnt even want him at first, he convinced her, even though she may have subconciously liked him for a while. And when I hooked up with him, he was quite quick with saying he didnt want anything more. I didnt either, but that hurt.

Im SO SICK of people lying to your face, lying to their friends, lying to THEMSELVES because they want to think theyre cool.

This particular individual I shall talk to before writing anything more here since he is easily offended, but if it goes the way its likely too youll be hearing a lot more.

Plus I need to tell someone what Ill be writing before writing it, if Im posting it here.

x

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