Thursday, March 3, 2016

Fool (February 17, 2016)

All this time I thought he really liked me. Maybe he doesn't really like me.

For several years I thought he understood what I was feeling in those moments when I dissociate because I am afraid. He did not understand what I was feeling.

Now that I have told him, he still does not understand.

No matter which direction I choose, I'm a statistic.

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