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Mar 31, 2014, 04:25 AM
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When I was younger I fell in love. That kind of love that changes you. In some respects for the better - in most respects it breaks you. That is, they break you and you never quite recover. It's like a piece of you still belongs to another and they won't give it back.
So you run. Time passes by, things get better and you start to feel like your former self again bit by bit.Then they return and you think, this time it will be different. then one day you wake up; desperately missing them, sure they will never return. They selfishly have the inability to tell you what you ever did wrong - either time. Then you realize your heart is not meant to love like this again. Not able too. They still have the best part- and won't ever part with it. I love him. No, I hate him. I wish he was here. I never will stop loving him, that scares me. |
 Anonymous100104, Stronger
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Apr 06, 2014, 07:34 PM
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That part of you may never come back, but at least he didn't take allof you. And what you still have is more valuable than gold. You are more valuable than gold. So don't let anyone else make you think differently.
 
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Yes. Jesus is the reason I am still alive today. Diagnoses: MDD, BPD, PTSD, OCD, AN-BP (I don't define myself by my personal alphabet up there, but I put it there so that maybe somebody won't feel so alone  )
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