tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30409980583191109532011-06-15T01:01:05.872-07:00Gonna bury all our troubles in the sand.Sidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18125795169554007985noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040998058319110953.post-69288392822666808112011-06-15T00:55:00.000-07:002011-06-15T00:56:16.449-07:00I think you like me way too much. To be honest I'm not in love with you. I like you a lot but love love love love is not what I feel right now.<div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040998058319110953-6928839282266680811?l=thelunaticspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18125795169554007985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040998058319110953.post-69182024006307257152011-04-24T23:45:00.001-07:002011-04-24T23:45:55.279-07:00How I fucking love you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040998058319110953-6918202400630725715?l=thelunaticspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18125795169554007985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040998058319110953.post-35477225382786734702011-04-24T23:35:00.000-07:002011-04-24T23:40:53.526-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span">Even at that, it somehow had to end. I no longer had a relationship with this person, rather that, I had a relationship with their mental illness after a while. I didn't care. I wished for nothing more than for his horrible feelings to go away, that he could somehow pass them all to me, and I would carry the weight for him, because all my life I've felt the way he did, what more could his problems hurt me? Unfortunately, to each his own. He had his problems and there was nothing I could do to fix them. There isn't a day goes by this I think of him. I want nothing more than for him to be happy. Even if it's not with me. It would hurt, so much. but, that's the way life goes. I rather him find happiness, than for me to ever be more than content with my life.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040998058319110953-3547722538278673470?l=thelunaticspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18125795169554007985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3040998058319110953.post-25060342107928897732011-04-03T17:39:00.000-07:002011-04-03T17:40:45.047-07:00going through this blog, and all my previous posts were so fucking stupid. I didnt even understand half the things I was trying to convey. whatever. I deleted everything. Time to start it all over.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3040998058319110953-2506034210792889773?l=thelunaticspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18125795169554007985noreply@blogger.com0