A personal study of an adult female analyzing the motivations behind her actions, no matter how embarrassing, shameful or repulsive. I'm my own worst critic.
Scars are souvenirs you never lose, the past is never far
Monday, July 28, 2008
and it continues...
got messages from him today... she's gone again for now... want more than anything to just talk to him... he's tearing me apart. i'm pathetic, when did i become this person? i would give him anything in my power, i already worship him. the pain, torment i feel is crappy, i can't seem to cut him off, and yet he just tortures me.
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