It's hopeless. I'm never going to get over him. My friend is so horrible. She says that my expectations for guys was too high just because I compared them all to my one true love. He's real you know! Not Edward Cullen or Sephiroth or something crazy like that. He's real and he's a human named Michael. I miss him so much.
I can't believe he had to move to Germany and leave me behind. I wonder if he realizes what that really did to me. Not that I want him to know, really. I'd feel bad if he knew. It would devastate him I would feel like the Queen of Bitches to make him feel bad.
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In here, I will write any old random thing that comes to my mind. One day it may be a poem, the next day it might me a random quote, or it might even be the generic recount of the day's events. So, that said, if you're bored, feel free to read this
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