The weird thing... I was traveling on the train alone . I was not old . I was young .

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The weird thing… I was traveling on the train alone . I was not old . I was young .

New Confession

I ALMOST LOST HER FOREVER…
I don’t know how many of you actually use this place, but choke on your tongue and silence your thoughts…
She keeps me sane in a way that I can’t describe. I see her face, and I can’t control my smile. When I smile, she smiles back and so on, so forth. That wasn’t nice of whoever helped coax my thoughts into thinking she hated me. Not very nice at all. Two wrongs don’t make a right. HELL, I could be talking to no one, and this entire thing is just my imagination. …
But I know you are here, CJ.. I saw you on your phone before.
Why?!
Am I the first person you’ve ever met with these issues?
What are they?
How do I fix them?
I won’t be back because I literally hurt her feelings and heart today!! For nothing! I feel so God d*mn guilty. She already had a f****** hard week! I just piled on psychotic BS. For no reason! Wth is wrong with you? Wth is wrong with me?!
I can’t even keep track of what is reality and what is fiction..
I really should have stayed away.
I should have stayed away.
I should learn to listen.
F*ck, F*CK, F*CKING IDIOT!!
True facts, I don’t believe a psychology major could survive in my mind. Maybe I’m already dead.. hell would explain that theory. But then again, how can I believe anything? I’m going to trust her and only her! F*ck you and F*ck this website. I feel insane, I’m probably talking to no one! Bloody f*cking hell. Bye, no one, bye CJ.

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