It’s very hard for us, as emotional beings, to cohesively organize the failed loves of our past. More often than not we squirm, cry, cringe, burn, long, collapse in thought of someone that we had once shared with our most intimate thoughts and moments. 324 more words
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It’s currently midnight, ten in the morning in Africa and four in the afternoon in China and I am terrified of what’s to come.
Some people in the world are already in the future while I sit beneath my bed sheets thinking about the past; what I did today, how many times I could have done this, or should have said that. 845 more words