- As non-sensical as it seems, getting my heart broken was probably one of the best things that has happened to me.
- No, I don't believe in love happening to me. I am somehow different in the most narcissistic of ways and love won't find me and I am not cured.
- Carrying my wounds with me, life is experienced differently and I can cry more easily. I am not dateable. Rejection is easier this way.
- Now I believe that one could easily die of a broken heart.
- Self pity is pathetic but what can I say, it reminds me that I'm alive. Or at least was in some strange existence. When does the next chapter begin?
oct 28 2012 ∞
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