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Ghosts of Hyde

An archive of my journals from the past 15 years. (A Work in Progress)

Monday, January 25, 1999

Perversions

I'm sorry, AIR7...

I'm drunk at the Dive Bar but I still care for you... You don't understand what loving me really means and I don't think that you ever will. You don't understand that love is pain because pain is the strongest emotion there is and that is what I give to you... that can be my only gift to you.

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1:52 AM

Okay... So now I'm sitting on the steps outside Hogan waiting for KSing to get back. (I made her walk back up with E-the-R because I really just can't risk it). And I kissed ChoirMan... No! He kissed me. (I want to write it while my memory is clear and so I don't forget anything and let myself think that this was at all my fault!). And he kept kissing me...

I told him that I didn't want it... Or that if he wanted to kiss me, he should call me and make a plan that was not in front of everyone else. Because I know what they must be thinking and everyone hates me. But I know that he never will... I know he never will...

Anyway, I don't deserve AIR7 after this, and I don't deserve shit. I am not strong enough for any of this!!! And I know that I will see him tomorrow and pretend that everything was okay... I will pretend to ChoirMan that it's all okay, even though I want to die inside. And I will pretend to AIR7 that it's okay even though I want to die inside because I am not worth of him... It's like he loves me until he remembers who and what I am and then he doesn't love me at all... He remembers what a worthless piece of shit I am... a girl who can't even hold herself together...

And he plays that voice message over and over, hearing the pathetic betrayal in my voice and he is reminded of how disgusting I am and how pathetic I am and he is reminded of why any of this pain existed to begin with...

It is because I am shit and I love him and he doesn't care.

And it doesn't matter what I do' and it doesn't matter how hard I try' but I am shit and I have always been shit and I always will be shit. I am so cold here, sitting on the steps of Hogan... I think I will go inside and check my messages to get out of the cold for a while.

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