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Sometimes I think it'd be easier to just die, pass away, croak. Leave the anxiety, stress and immense overwhelming feelings.
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Sometimes I think it'd be easier to just die, pass away, croak. Leave the anxiety, stress and immense overwhelming feelings.
I want nothing more than perfect for my wonderful friend. But my dear, envy sets in. I'm losing him, to a girl and it's crashing my world. Friends before girlfriends, is that how it goes.
I’d like to find someone who likes me for me, flaws and all, someone who will proudly tell the world that I am the one. Someone who will kiss me because they love me.
I'm missing something, and I can't quite piece together what that is...
How do I go on. When nothing makes me happy anymore. How do I fight. When all the battles have been lost How do I try to look at the positive.
Everything my dear Has been going wrong Death decided to grip my throat and never let go, until I give up. I won't, I'm a fighter But the feeling is so content, so tempting, I could never.
The way you looked at me that day, it's been stuck in my head ever since..
Oh my god, I don't think I can do this. It's the anxiety getting to you. Controlling you. I can do this, no you can't. Am I crazy.
I have this feeling Oh god I hope it's true That maybe you could love me and I could love you too.
"I love you" Is what you said. I cringed at the words. They rolled perfectly off your tongue. You smiled. A true & pure smile Your sweet dimples showing. I knew you were waiting for me to say it back.
This is a mess of writing and for that I'm sorry but my mind is being abstract today. My life is pathetic Would you like to know why. I sleep all day, watch movies all night.
Tears fall gentley, like the delicate snow flakes of winter Disappearing when they hit the ground. Melting. Voice raspy. Mouth dry. Why does this happen. I am not good enough. What can I say.
I've been seeing that some new Opuss users have been writing a bit about themselves so I shall join in. My name is Olivia Chapman, I am 15 years of age almost 16.
I trust you, I H ave A foolish mind, you T ake me away E lectric pulse, buzz Y ou leave me O bviously, high U rge it again, addiction.
I have strong feelings for him.
He was Manipulative Arrogant & obvious She loved him He was Desirable Alluring &Enigmatic She loved him She thought she could change him Hurt, Is what she got & Dead, Is how she ended up ...