I cried and cried and cried and you never answered. One am, Got in his car and watched the street lights fade behind us. I always get these winter blues, and my thoughts get confused and i sleep all the time and i forget how to be social more then once a week and i think everyone gets like that.
I think my favorite thing about living at home again is being around my mom, all the time. My least favorite is being so far south, and the trek to work every morning in -40 weather.
My step dad also gives good advice, but in different way. Both are needed.
Iiii spun out so faaaar, you stop i start.
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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”