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09-10-12|
12:51 am
And now I am that girl. The one men write about; the time they dated a girl who was unstable, a broken girl, a girl they couldn't fix. A girl some part of them yearned to heal without realizing that the yearning reflected something broken in them, too. Non-functional. The demons I have always run from seem to have found me. Her face, haunting me always. I am a mirror image. You can not evade genetic code. I have everything in front of me but I am frozen. I can't move. I can't seize a different destiny. I am crumbling. |