An Ocean Curse

An Online Diary and Collection of Thoughts

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It’s one of those nights that I wish I could be in someone’s arms.

Maybe then I wouldn’t feel so horrible.

Maybe that would mean that someone actually cares about me and I won’t be alone forever.

God damn, I need to get a hold of myself.

I’m sick of being like this, but I also like it, don’t I? If I didn’t like this, I would just stop feeling like this. Right?

Right.

Fuck.

Just fuck.

I screwed part of my life over.

Just fuck all this shit.

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Why can’t anyone love me?

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