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Wednesday, October 27, 2010 || Wednesday, October 27, 2010
The thought of being replaced so easily?
It crushes me into pieces.
But it's no wonder anyway; she's really pretty, she's a cheerdancer, she's so girly, she's probably nice, she's probably better than me in so many ways. And maybe, just maybe.. she has all the things he wants in a girl.
But I guess I can't lie to myself or to anyone, maybe some will think I'm too emotional or maybe even wanting too much attention or sympathy... but my blog is the only place where I can let it all out; no one really reads it anyway.
And it will always hurt. You know, that kind of pain that pierces your heart, that kind of pain that gobbles up your view on reality, that kind of pain that makes you want to punch a wall, that kind of pain that makes it so hard to breathe. Yes.. that kind of pain.
He's showing me that he can go on with his life like nothing bad ever happened to us. He's showing me that he can throw away his memories of me like it's nothing, because I don't know if I did mean something to him. I would never know.