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Monday, October 28, 2013


These are the ruins of my glass castle, my childhood.

I'd go on, but I'm so sick of words. My head aches for action. I can't help but think I'll always be pissed at him for ripping me from my world and I can't make a decision one way or another so please stop asking me. My friends are all flocking around my flightless body telling me to soar, but I'm fine on the ground as long as it's with him; I ache to be whole again.

But the worst part isn't being away from him. The worst part is going to see him and then having to leave. I am so sick of the back and forth, the up and down, coming and going--when the hell will I be able to just stay?

I'm tired of phone calls. I'm tired of skype. I just want him.

ily
~Belinda

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